Outlaw

There's a place I know where we all go

Down a gravel road, we all gather round the blue hole

You'll find us there most every night

We can do whatever you want to

So grab a seat, we'll play a Waylon Song for you… or two

We don't fight we just like having fun

Living life like we're Outlaws on the run

Way out on a back road

Tackle box and a fishin' pole

Made me who I am

Duck Blind and a Bone Fire