First Outlaw Lyrics

Those West Virginia tags

Take my memory back

To my grandmas place in Ripley

She was an ex 4h hippie

We'd visit every summer

To the house her daddy built

I'd play down on the hillside

Next to her moonshine still

She was the first outlaw I'd ever met

She lived out loud said things I'll never forget

She was a down home back road original country asset

She was the first outlaw that I'd ever met

She'd take us out to barn dances

That was her main thing

We'd stay out well past midnight

She loved to hear those fiddles ring

She gave me my first guitar

When I was 12 let me drive her car

She taught me how to wrangle snakes

And we'd light fireworks off her cigarettes

She was the first outlaw I'd ever met

She lived out loud said things I'll never forget

She was a down home back road original country asset

She was the first outlaw that I'd ever met

She pickled everything in jars

And played a homemade red guitar

She knew all the flowers in her garden

And loved to stare at the stars

She was the first outlaw I'd ever met

She lived out loud said things I'll never forget

She was a down home back road original country asset

She was the first outlaw that I'd ever met

We'd visit all the time

But now she's gone and life moves on

Those West Virginia tags always take my memory back

Take my memory back

Take my memory back