Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
I'm remembering ol' Waylon
And good ol' Johnny Cash
Man, they're an inspiration to what I am
But don't get me wrong
I'm still Texican to the bone
Lord, that's rightI'm passing on the song
Just like my Daddy to his sons
Aw, that's right
This one's for the outlaws before meYou know Indians and outlaws
Don't mind breaking that rules
We'll gladly take your money now
If you play us for a foolYou can't make us run
And you know you can't make us hide, oh, no
You know we have our fun
And we don't quit without a fight, no, we don't
So this one's for the outlaws before meWell, outlaws are forever
Roaming wild and free
Kicking in all the doors
They didn't even need no keyThey didn't let nobody
Tell 'em how it's 'posed to be
This one's for them outlaws
This one's for the outlaws before meWell I've seen that Folsom prison
Been down that lost highway
You ain't never heard of me
'Cause I do things my wayI sing my song and my boys
They follow me, they follow me
We carry on and through it all
We still believe, we still believe
This one's for the missing outlaws, just like me
Oh, yeah, let's do it WillieI've always made a living
Making music with my friends
Out on the road again
And Lord knows where I've beenSometimes the man doesn't like the way I am
So I'll put it in a song
Just take you some and pass it on
This one's for the outlaws just like meWell, outlaws are forever
Roaming wild and free
Kicking in all the doors
And don't even need no keysThey don't let nobody
Tell us how it's 'posed to be
This one's for the outlaws
This one's for the outlaws
This one's for the outlaws
This one's for the outlaws before me