Outlaws Like Us Lyrics

Song	Outlaws Like Us
Artist	Travis Tritt
Album	Ten Feet Tall And Bulletproof
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	作词 : Tritt
	(Travis Tritt)
	I was born a country singer
	I love Charley Pride
	Raised on 'He Stopped Loving Her'
	Cut my teeth on 'Mama Tried.'
	Yes, I love Hank Williams
	But I still love rock 'n roll
	Hank Jr, me and Waylon,
	We're all cut from the same mold.
	And they say country's changin'
	And we must all adjust
	But I still think there's lots of room
	For old outlaws like us.
	I love to jam with the Skynyrd band
	'Cause 'Freebird' chills my bones
	And I've talked trash with Johnny Cash
	And I've sung with George Jones.
	And I have played on the Opry stage
	Where the country legends stood
	Where you don't give lies or alibis
	'Cause they don't do no good.
	And Lord, I guess, that I've been blessed
	Though I have been kicked and cussed
	But it's nothing new to moan the blues
	For old outlaws like us.
	And I wear this country banner
	And I'm proud to wave the flag
	And you can talk all day 'bout the next Billy Ray
	But I'll cast my vote for Hag.
	And when all those screamin' metal bands
	Have corroded into rust
	There'll still be a show on Music Row
	For old outlaws like us.
	Now, I don't have a crystal ball
	To tell what lies ahead
	But I play my way, though some folks say
	Country rock is dead.
	And you may call me old-fashioned
	You may think I'm insane
	But rhythm and blues is in my blood
	And pumping through my veins.
	And I've still got some loyal fans
	That I know I can trust
	Who will sell their souls for rock 'n roll
	And old outlaws like us.
	Repeat Chorus...

	zuo ci : Tritt
	Travis Tritt
	I was born a country singer
	I love Charley Pride
	Raised on ' He Stopped Loving Her'
	Cut my teeth on ' Mama Tried.'
	Yes, I love Hank Williams
	But I still love rock ' n roll
	Hank Jr, me and Waylon,
	We' re all cut from the same mold.
	And they say country' s changin'
	And we must all adjust
	But I still think there' s lots of room
	For old outlaws like us.
	I love to jam with the Skynyrd band
	' Cause ' Freebird' chills my bones
	And I' ve talked trash with Johnny Cash
	And I' ve sung with George Jones.
	And I have played on the Opry stage
	Where the country legends stood
	Where you don' t give lies or alibis
	' Cause they don' t do no good.
	And Lord, I guess, that I' ve been blessed
	Though I have been kicked and cussed
	But it' s nothing new to moan the blues
	For old outlaws like us.
	And I wear this country banner
	And I' m proud to wave the flag
	And you can talk all day ' bout the next Billy Ray
	But I' ll cast my vote for Hag.
	And when all those screamin' metal bands
	Have corroded into rust
	There' ll still be a show on Music Row
	For old outlaws like us.
	Now, I don' t have a crystal ball
	To tell what lies ahead
	But I play my way, though some folks say
	Country rock is dead.
	And you may call me oldfashioned
	You may think I' m insane
	But rhythm and blues is in my blood
	And pumping through my veins.
	And I' ve still got some loyal fans
	That I know I can trust
	Who will sell their souls for rock ' n roll
	And old outlaws like us.
	Repeat Chorus...

	zuò cí : Tritt
	Travis Tritt
	I was born a country singer
	I love Charley Pride
	Raised on ' He Stopped Loving Her'
	Cut my teeth on ' Mama Tried.'
	Yes, I love Hank Williams
	But I still love rock ' n roll
	Hank Jr, me and Waylon,
	We' re all cut from the same mold.
	And they say country' s changin'
	And we must all adjust
	But I still think there' s lots of room
	For old outlaws like us.
	I love to jam with the Skynyrd band
	' Cause ' Freebird' chills my bones
	And I' ve talked trash with Johnny Cash
	And I' ve sung with George Jones.
	And I have played on the Opry stage
	Where the country legends stood
	Where you don' t give lies or alibis
	' Cause they don' t do no good.
	And Lord, I guess, that I' ve been blessed
	Though I have been kicked and cussed
	But it' s nothing new to moan the blues
	For old outlaws like us.
	And I wear this country banner
	And I' m proud to wave the flag
	And you can talk all day ' bout the next Billy Ray
	But I' ll cast my vote for Hag.
	And when all those screamin' metal bands
	Have corroded into rust
	There' ll still be a show on Music Row
	For old outlaws like us.
	Now, I don' t have a crystal ball
	To tell what lies ahead
	But I play my way, though some folks say
	Country rock is dead.
	And you may call me oldfashioned
	You may think I' m insane
	But rhythm and blues is in my blood
	And pumping through my veins.
	And I' ve still got some loyal fans
	That I know I can trust
	Who will sell their souls for rock ' n roll
	And old outlaws like us.
	Repeat Chorus...

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