Lyrics provided by https://damnlyrics.com/ ---Renegades--- --Thomas Rhett-- Poor boy, rich girl, what a cliché One car, two hearts, wanna run away 'Cause they know it was meant to be His little bullet in a shotgun seat Poor boy, rich girl, bit like you and meSo come on Hey, yeah, I promise you your daddy gon' be alright Oh, baby, you were such a good girl all your life So what we cause a little trouble? So what we don't sleep tonight? Baby, I promise you your daddy's gon' be alright Gonna be alright Little renegade love out there on the run Yeah, two innocent souls with a smoking gun Yeah, they were living the American dream His little beauty in some cut-off jeans, yeah Small town cliché, bit like you and meSo come on Hey, yeah, I promise you your daddy gon' be alright Oh, baby, you were such a good girl all your life So what we cause a little trouble? So what we don't sleep tonight? Baby, I promise you your daddy's gon' be alright Gonna be alright Well, they can tell you what to think, yeah But they can't tell you who to love So, baby, come along with me, leave it in the dust Ay yeah, I promise you your daddy's gonna be alright So come on Hey, yeah, I promise you your daddy gon' be alright Oh, baby, you were such a good girl all your life So what we cause a little trouble? So what we don't sleep tonight? Baby, I promise you your daddy's gon' be alright Gonna be alright He's gonna be alright Oh, baby You been a good girl all your life He's gonna be alright Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.