A Prayer For Outlaws Lyrics

Cops rush in like the blood of Christ

Wash the room clean, sinners in the night

My heart is like a gun

It goes boom boom boom when I run

I run all night

Judge told me son, you better stay away from shenanigans

I said judge what are shenanigans?

He said, boy, if you gotta ask

You can bet your ass

Them's some shenanigans

Oh bless my heart what's wrong with me?

I got an itchin' for trouble, and I take what I please

There ain't a horse or a woman that I can't ride

If you got a problem with me, I'm easy to find

C'mon try your luck

When god made me the devil was at his elbow

Some folks walk into a room and they say hello

But I say everybody get down

If you want to live you best not clown

Put the money in the bag

When I die lay my body in the ground

Tell all the women and thieves to gather around

Say an outlaw's prayer

I deserved worse than what I got

But life ain't fair

Take me in your arms sweet Lord

I know Lord loves a fool