The Outsiders
They're the in crowd, we're the other ones
It's a different kind of cloth that we're cut from
We let our colors show, where the numbers ain't
With the paint where there ain't supposed to be paint
That's who we are
That's how we roll
The Outsiders, The Outsiders
Our women get hot, and our leather gets stained
When we saddle up and ride 'em in the pouring rain
We're the junkyard dogs, we're the alley cats
Keep the wind at our front, and the hell at our back
That's who we are
We do our talking, walk that walk
Wide open rocking
That's how we roll
Our backs to the wall
A band of brothers
Together, alone, the Outsiders
We're the riders, we're the ones burning rubber off our tires.
Yeah, we're the fighters, the all-nighters
So fire 'em up and get a lil higher
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
[Interlude]
We're the bad news
We're the young guns
We're the ones that they told you to run from
Yeah, the player's gonna play, and a haters gonna hate
And a regulators born to regulate
When it hits the fan, and it all goes down
And the gloves come off
You're gonna find out just
Who we are
We do our talking, walk that walk
Wide open rocking
That's how we roll
Our backs to the wall
A band of brothers
Together, alone, the outsiders
We're the riders, we're the ones burning rubber off our tires
Yeah, we're the fighters, the all-nighters
So fire 'em up and get a lil higher
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
The Outsiders
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
The Outsiders
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
You're gonna know who we are
[Interlude]
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
The Outsiders
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
[Interlude]
That's who we are
Writer: Eric Church, Casey Beathard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Acuff Rose Music, Longer And Louder Music, Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, Six Ring Circus Songs
A Man Who Was Gonna Die Young
[Verse 1]
I like fast cars, and shop grease
chased a lot of crazy things
left behind my share of broken pieces
this morning I turned 36, and you just remember half of it
you wonder how you out-lived Hank and Jesus
[Chorus]
I put the rage in a river, the roll in a thunder
but you kept me from goin' under,
when that current got too heavy
I always thought I'd be a heap of metal
in a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal
Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy
Fear, I've had none
what the hell made you want to love
a man, who was gonna die young
[Verse 2]
In the mirror, I saw my surprise
when those gray hairs like to hide, on my head
didn't think he'd live past thirty
If I make it thirty more, it's the brown that you'll be looking for
as you run your fingers through, say "slow down, honey"
[Chorus]
I put the rage in a river, the roll in a thunder
but you kept me from goin' under,
when that current got too heavy
I always thought I'd be a heap of metal
in a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal
Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy
Fear, I've had none
what the hell made you want to love
a man, who was gonna die young
[Verse 3]
Call it intuition, or call it crazy
just thought by now I'd be pushing up daisies
but I'd gladly stick around if we're together
So baby when you bow your head tonight
could you tell the Lord I've changed my mind?
And with you I'd like to live, well...
Cold One
It was a perfect day for the end of May, they say a record high
I stared at that green water when out of the blue out of surprise
She had her feet up on the cooler as she put our love on ice
She grabbed a beer, said, "I'm out of here," and walked out of my life
That was a cold one, I never will get back
Yeah she had to leave, did she have to leave me one beer short of a twelve pack?
She left me hanging high and dry in that hell high summer sun
Damn babe, that was a cold one
It ain't the first time, or last time I watched love walk out
But it's damn sure the one time I still ain't forgot about
I still like to drink a beer but a long neck I won't do
Cause every time I see one sweating, man, I break out in one too
That was a cold one, I never will get back
Yeah she had to leave, did she have to leave me one beer short of a twelve pack?
She left me hanging high and dry in that hell high summer sun
Damn babe, that was a cold one
Roller Coaster Ride
A click clacking my heart keeps making an ominous sound
That chain keeps dragging me up just to drop me back down
I think I'm over the hump enough to see the other side
That's when another thought of you runs through my mind
Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride
Up and down I go, over you, about to lose my mind
It's out of control, round and round, upside down and down upside
Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride
Psychedelic trip, my stomach flips again and again
I'd love to get my ticket back but I'm locked in
A white knuckle grip hanging onto what's left of my life
I hate to think about to coming down when I'm up this high
Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride
Up and down I go, over you, about to lose my mind
Pain points his gun, and I hold my hands up high
Off the edge I go, on this roller coaster ride
Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride
Up and down I go, over you, about to lose my mind
It's out of control, round and round, upside down and down upside
Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride
Talladega
It was the summer before the real world started and,
The deal was we would get to go, if we
Cleaned it up, and got it running,
Daddy's old Winnebago.
Wing and a prayer down 65,
Five best friends on four bald tires,
I can still see Billy smiling
When we finally made it.
To Talladega, boys raised up,
Whiskey in your glass, here's to turning up,
Slowing down and cars that go real fast,
We were laughing and living, drinking and wishing,
And thinking as that checkered flag was waving,
Sure would like to stay in, Talladega.
Like a storm, time rolls on,
You can't hit pause as we just did.
Most days in life don't stand out,
But life's about those days that will, like,
Rocking rando, getting rowdy,
Shooting roman candles at the man in the moon,
til the Alabama sun was breaking.
Over Talladega, boys raised up,
Whiskey in your glass, here's to turning up,
Slowing down and cars that go real fast,
We were laughing and living, drinking and wishing,
And thinking as that checkered flag was waving,
Sure would like to stay in, Talladega.
When the winds go cold and it blows October,
I think about us shoulder to shoulder,
Like those cars my thoughts roll over and over and over,
In my mind.
Tonight I'm in Talladega, boys raised up,
Whiskey in your glass, here's to turning up,
Slowing down and cars that go real fast,
We were laughing and living, drinking and wishing,
And thinking as that checkered flag was waving,
Sure would like to stay in, Talladega.
Broke Record
Your lips, your hips, when you touch em to mine
each and every time I'm hypnotized, I'll admit it
Your moves, your grooves It's some heavy stuff, I can't get enough
Girl your love's a drug, I can't quit it
I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat
from the needle through my ahead, hit repeat
I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You're a song I gotta sing along with the men
when it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again
My friends, are wearing thin
They're tired of hearing your name
It ain't a healthy thing, this obsession that I'm living
So baby please, rescue me
I ain't never had nothing stuck in my head
I guess I'm having d I keep hearing
I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat
from the needle through my ahead, hit repeat
I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You're a song I gotta sing along with the men
when it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again
Like a yo-yo-yo-yo babe is what I feel like
up and down, driving me crazy
Keep yank-yank-yanking my string-string baby baby
don't stop, don't stop
I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat
from the needle through my ahead, hit repeat
I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You're a song I gotta sing along with the men
when it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again
Like A Wrecking Ball
I, I been gone I been gone too long singing my songs on the road.
Another town one more show and I'm coming home.
Don't give a damn what these keys I hold I'm gonna knock down that front door, and
I'ma find out what that house is made of.
It's been too many nights since its felt us make love.
I wanna rock some Sheetrock, knock some pictures off the wall.
Love you baby, like a wrecking ball.
You... look at you send me one more shot sitting on a bathroom sink.
Damn you really turn me on painting your toenails pink.
Easy baby before you say but if I can make it just one more day, and
That old house is gonna be shaking.
I hope those bricks and boards can take it.
But I won't be surprised if the whole damn place just falls.
I'm gonna rock you baby, like a wrecking ball.
And that old house is gonna be shaking.
Rafter and rocking foundation quaking.
Crash right through the front door, back you up against the wall.
Love you baby take it right there baby rock you baby, like a wrecking ball.
That's Damn Rock & Roll
It ain't a needle in a vein,
It ain't backstage sex,
It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet,
It ain't havin' a posse full of hangers on following you around,
It ain't long hair, tattoos, playin' too loud,
(No)
It ain't a middle finger on a t-shirt, the establishments tryin' to sell,
It's a guy with the balls who told the establishment to go to hell,
It ain't about the money you make, when a record gets sold,
It's about doin' it for nothin', cause it lives in your soul.
That's damn rock and roll,
That's damn rock and roll,
It's a rock through a window,
It's a ride in the street,
It's a rebel revolution,
It's fightin' for pieces,
Burn baby burn,
It's a brick in the wall,
It's the first one to stand,
And the last one to fall,
It's a hip shaking devil on the stage at 2 below,
It's doing what ya want instead of doin' what your told,
It's a preacher by the wreck tellin' folks they outta pray,
Cause the shepherd boy gets them,
And lead the flock a stray,
That's damn rock and roll,
Give all ya got 'till there ain't nothin' left,
That's damn rock and roll,
Get some grass cause the party,
And the party got loud,
And the party turned into an angry crowd.
Drowning demons feel no pain,
Found a lot of ways to shame.
Gone too soon just like a song,
Hendrix Joplin what went wrong?
Need some answers right or wrong,
Need some band to blame it on,
(Blame it on,
[x10])
That's damn rock and roll,
(Give all ya got till there ain't nothing left)
That's damn rock and roll,
(oh
[x12])
Another day,
In Another town,
Loadin' the stage, and the lights, and the sound,
Here they come boys,
They've opened doors,
Count us off now Craig,
(1, 2, 3, 4,)
That's damn rock and roll,
Give all ya go till there ain't nothin left,
That's damn rock and roll,
Gather round 'till you've broken a sweat
That's damn rock,
That's damn rock and roll.
(Rock and roll
[x5])
Dark Side
Over there in the shadow, or hanging out in the corner of my mind
Stringing up the gallow, waiting on me to cross that line
That man's dangerous as hell, a threat to himself
If he got out then there'd be hell to pay
And that's why my dark side don't ever see the light of day
I slowed down on the whiskey
cause there always came a point
I might have one too many,
tear down every wall in that joint
I got a wife and got a son that don't know half the stuff I've done
And I pray that's the way it stays
And that's why my dark side don't ever see the light of day
You can blame it on my rebel days and blame it on the sad
You can blame it on the words I try to keep you in my mouth
It takes a lot to start me up but once that hammer drops
You don't want to be the one that tries to make me stop
All you thugs and ugly mugs dealing drugs and making noise
You can kill each other all you want but if you touch my little boy
You begging for this bullet will be the last thing that you say
before I let my dark side, haha, come out to play
Devil, Devil (Prelude: Princess Of Darkness)
This town, she is a temptress.
A siren with gold eyes, she'll cut you with her kindness,
She will lead you with her lies.
She's been called a glistening devil.
She's good at keeping score.
If you make it she's your savior, if you don't she's a whore.
The roads to and from her heart are littered with grave souls.
They gave all of their all and all they got in return is empty holes.
Sure we've all heard about Shell, and Chris, Willy, and Bobby Bares.
She'd smiled on Johnny's the Merles any music-wrote billionaires.
Like a beacon she goes seeking seed, her loins so fertile.
To a free man she's a prison, to a caged one she's a fire.
She's the reason there's a Sunday morning coming down.
I saw the light, A Boy Named Sue, He stopped loving her today.
The pill and 16th avenue.
The rhyming, oh she's a diamond the brown eyed mickey
She was Roy acuffs castle and elvis parsley's broken dream
It's not all bad it's not all dark it's not all gloom and crass,
But to mine gold in this silver mine it does take balls of brass.
For she's seem 'em come and seen 'em go,
And came herself a time or two.
No matter how satisfied her scream sounds she always wants someone new.
The next him or her or them or all... to be a star in this lady's town...
You can f*ck or you can fight.
You see, it all comes down to money.
Not romantic art of days gone past, if you forget that rule,
You can bet your backside she will bury it in your ass.
A tramp, a slut, a bitch, a mutt, a thousand pawn shop guitars.
A nasty little needle to a vein that feeds a singers heart.
She lurks in friendly shadows; but she's a junky with a limb.
The agents are her bookie and the labels are her pen.
I'll tell you a well-known secret of a place known far and wide,
The devil walks among us folks and Nashville is his bride.
All the chaos he has caused, and done.
His greatest tribute to every guitar-totin' dreamer,
The devil don't... but me, I shook his hand.
And I know that he is real.
So devil, you can go screw yourself, and then go straight the hell.
Give Me Back My Hometown
Damn, I used to love this view
Sit here and drink a few
Main street and the high school lit up on Friday night
Down there it's another touchdown
Man, this year's team is stout
I can hear them goin' crazy
And up here so am I
Thinkin' about you sittin' there sayin' I hate this, I hate it
If you couldn't stand livin' here why'd you take it, take it
Give me back my hometown
'Cause this is my hometown
All the colors of my youth
The red, the green, the hope, the truth
Are beatin' me black and blue cause you're in every scene
My friends try to cheer me up get together at the Pizza Hut
I didn't have the heart to tell them that was our place
These sleepy streetlights on every sidewalk side street
Shed a light on everything that used to be
Give me back my hometown
'Cause this is my hometown
Yeah, yeah, ooohh, yeah, yeah
You can have my grandma's locket
The knife out of my grandpa's pocket
Yeah my state champion jacket
I don't care you can have it
Every made memory
Every picture, every broken dream
Yeah everything, everything, everything
Give me back my hometown
'Cause this is my hometown
Yeah, yeah, ooohh, yeah, yeah
Writer: LAIRD, LUKE ROBERT / CHURCH, ERIC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The Joint
The only joint my mother burned was on the rural route
She sparked in old man tater's woods so she wouldn't be found out
Turned off the dome light and snuck off by herself
Crashed down beneath that window, fired it up, and gave it hell
At that hangout my daddy used to hang around
We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down
Just like after tabs and stooge and tables got turned
To the only joint my momma ever burned
Just like someone flipped a switch, dad started coming home
No more eating late cause supper's with that tater gone
I had my suspicions, til the night when we said grace
Dad said, "Forgive us, our transgressions as I lit up momma's face."
At that hangout my daddy used to hang around
We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down
Just like after tabs and stooge and tables got turned
To the only joint my momma ever burned
Boss smoked down might face and bloodhounds in this town
But the only one who ever found out was dad
At that hangout my daddy used to hang around
We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down
Just like after tabs and stooge and tables got turned
To the only joint my momma ever burned