The Outsider
You don't have to be rich
I don't have to be drunk in a ditch
You don't have to be the top of your class
I don't have to have wavers of brass
You don't have to be cute
I don't have to look good in a suit
You don't have to have a dog in his race
I don't have to have an egg on my face
The outsider
Is watching your back
The outsider
Cut me some slack
The outsider
Just a little off keel
The outsider
Is something you feel
I don't have to be straight
You don't have to be something I hate
I don't have to be white as a ghost
You don't have to be dumb as a post
I don't have to be hip
You don't have to start losin' your grip
I don't have to be right if you're wrong
You don't have to be weak if I'm strong
The outsider
Like a coat when you're cold
The outsider
Like a friend when you're old
The outsider
A little devil may care
The outsider
It's just something that's there
You don't wanna be a saint
I don't wanna be something I ain't
First, you get a little long in the tooth
Next you're tryin' to find a fountain of youth
It's a pain in the butt
But that's the trouble when you're stuck in a rut
We don't have to find a permanent bliss
But we've got to do better than this
The outsider
Like a stone, you don't throw
The outsider
Like a bomb, you don't blow
The outsider
Like a mountain, don't move
The outsider
You've got nothin' to prove
I don't have to be drunk in a ditch
You don't have to be the top of your class
I don't have to have wavers of brass
You don't have to be cute
I don't have to look good in a suit
You don't have to have a dog in his race
I don't have to have an egg on my face
The outsider
Is watching your back
The outsider
Cut me some slack
The outsider
Just a little off keel
The outsider
Is something you feel
I don't have to be straight
You don't have to be something I hate
I don't have to be white as a ghost
You don't have to be dumb as a post
I don't have to be hip
You don't have to start losin' your grip
I don't have to be right if you're wrong
You don't have to be weak if I'm strong
The outsider
Like a coat when you're cold
The outsider
Like a friend when you're old
The outsider
A little devil may care
The outsider
It's just something that's there
You don't wanna be a saint
I don't wanna be something I ain't
First, you get a little long in the tooth
Next you're tryin' to find a fountain of youth
It's a pain in the butt
But that's the trouble when you're stuck in a rut
We don't have to find a permanent bliss
But we've got to do better than this
The outsider
Like a stone, you don't throw
The outsider
Like a bomb, you don't blow
The outsider
Like a mountain, don't move
The outsider
You've got nothin' to prove
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Writer(s): Rodney Crowell
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