The Outsider
Times are changing, you bet
Seems the older I get, the less I seem to fit
In a young person's world
And the higher I climb, the more I see design
How they keep us all confined
Robbing oyster of their pearls
And I am the outsider
A horse with no rider
I am a fighter when the darkest day is done
And I am the survivor
Not a lay down and die-er
Long distance driver, and I will overcome
My daddy, he picked cotton
Not a day was misbegotten
But everyone's forgotten
The longest climb to the Pearly Gates
And next to him, I've had an easy road
But I have my own heavy load
A bitter kiss has been bestowed
Upon the son of a rebel saint
And I am the outsider
A horse with no rider
I am a fighter when the darkest day is done
I am a survivor
Not a lay down and die-er
A long distance driver, and I will overcome
Yes, I will
Every human has a right
To form a union, rise up and fight
We're six minutes to midnight
With an overflowing cup
For every child born a bastard
For every momma's life that's passed her
For every inside job disaster
We ain't giving up
I am the outsider
A horse with no rider
Shelter provider when the Judegement Day has come
'Cause I am the survivor
Not a lay down and die-er
A little sense can finder
And I am only one
Seems the older I get, the less I seem to fit
In a young person's world
And the higher I climb, the more I see design
How they keep us all confined
Robbing oyster of their pearls
And I am the outsider
A horse with no rider
I am a fighter when the darkest day is done
And I am the survivor
Not a lay down and die-er
Long distance driver, and I will overcome
My daddy, he picked cotton
Not a day was misbegotten
But everyone's forgotten
The longest climb to the Pearly Gates
And next to him, I've had an easy road
But I have my own heavy load
A bitter kiss has been bestowed
Upon the son of a rebel saint
And I am the outsider
A horse with no rider
I am a fighter when the darkest day is done
I am a survivor
Not a lay down and die-er
A long distance driver, and I will overcome
Yes, I will
Every human has a right
To form a union, rise up and fight
We're six minutes to midnight
With an overflowing cup
For every child born a bastard
For every momma's life that's passed her
For every inside job disaster
We ain't giving up
I am the outsider
A horse with no rider
Shelter provider when the Judegement Day has come
'Cause I am the survivor
Not a lay down and die-er
A little sense can finder
And I am only one
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Writer(s): Shooter Jennings
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