Текст песни Still One Outlaw Left

You say you don't like my kind, don't drink moonshine Homegrown ain't your thing Never been to a roadhouse knockdown drag-out Raised a little country cain You think it a crime to live my life the way my daddy did But if you come around to burn us down When the smoke clears you can bet There'll still be one outlaw left CHORUS I got kinfolks from Kentucky to sweet home Alabam' I get loud and rowdy That's all you need to know about who I am I'm just a reckless renegade Doin' what I do best And there's still one outlaw left I've stared down a sawed-off, mister call your dogs off Actin' like Billy the kid Rode a hog in the hard rain tryin' to catch a fast train Dogs couldn't catch me but the devil sure did I got me a wild side just about a mile wide Son of a shotgun shack Then boys like me are a dyin' breed But until my last breath There'll be still one outlaw left You say you don't like Skynyrd, you don't like Haggard Don't give a damn about Hank You don't like Willie, well this hillbilly Don't care about what you think REPEAT CHORUS So if you come around to cut me down Best make damn sure that I'm dead 'Cause there's still one outlaw left