Outlaw

I Heard a storm is a brewing
Running with the devil only gets you so far
Pushing that good corn liquor
Sheriff on my back, trynna catch an outlaw

Six shooter on my side, when it comes the time I won't hesitate to use it
Working by the pale moonlight like a ghost in the night
I'll haunt you and all your kin

I Heard a storm a brewing
Running with the devil only gets you so far
Pushing that good corn liquor
Sheriff on my back, trynna catch an outlaw
Call me the judge and the jury
Ready with the heavy gauge shotgun
Tracking that good corn liqueur
Sheriff on my back trynna catch an outlaw

Born into the Dixie Mob with a loaded jar of white lightning in my hand
I am the devil son
If you cross this gun, I swear, you'll be damned

I Heard a storm a brewing
Running with the devil only gets you so far
Pushin' that good corn liquor
Sheriff on my back, trynna catch an outlaw
Call me the judge and the jury
Ready with the heavy gauge shotgun
Tracking that good corn liqueur
Sheriff on my back trynna catch an outlaw

Deep in the holler, in blood you'll find truth
We spent most our lives at the bottom of the pile but that shit is through

Light 'em up

I Heard a storm a brewing
Running with the devil only gets you so far
Pushing that good corn liquor
Sheriff on my back, trynna catch an out

I Heard a storm a brewing
Running with the devil only gets you so far
Pushing that good corn liquor
Sheriff on my back, trynna catch an outlaw
Call me the judge and the jury
Ready with the heavy gauge shotgun
Tracking that good corn liqueur
Sheriff on my back trynna catch an outlaw



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Meyer
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