Still One Outlaw Left — текст песни (confederate railroad)

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