Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Rollin' down the backroads, dust in the wind,
Outlaws in the truck, ready to sin.
David Allan Coe on the radio,
Got the moonshine flowin', let the good times roll.
Bonfire blazin', under the stars,
Waylon’s spirit with us, strummin' guitars.
Willie's got the herb, passin' it around,
In the heart of the country, that's where we're found.

(Chorus)
It's an outlaw party, where the whiskey flows,
Country boys and girls, where the good times go.
From dusk 'til dawn, we’re raisin' hell,
In a honky-tonk heaven, ain't no tale to tell.
We live for the night, and the music's loud,
Outlaw country, we're a wild crowd.
From the bar to the barn, we light it up,
With a rebel yell, we just can't get enough.

(Verse 2)
Merle's on the jukebox, "Mama Tried" sings,
Johnny Paycheck’s anthem, "Take This Job and Shove It" rings.
Cash in the black, with his deep voice sound,
"Tennessee Flat Top Box" got the whole place bound.
Whiskey shots line up, chasin' with beer,
Every outlaw knows, ain't no fear here.
Dice rollin' on the tailgate, bets goin' high,
Ladies in their boots, dancin' under the sky.

(Chorus)
It's an outlaw party, where the whiskey flows,
Country boys and girls, where the good times go.
From dusk 'til dawn, we’re raisin' hell,
In a honky-tonk heaven, ain't no tale to tell.
We live for the night, and the music's loud,
Outlaw country, we're a wild crowd.
From the bar to the barn, we light it up,
With a rebel yell, we just can't get enough.

(Bridge)
Out in the sticks, where the law don't reach,
Waylon’s wisdom in the lessons we preach.
Rebels with a cause, ain't afraid to stand,
With a bottle in one hand, and a guitar in the band.
Bonfires burn bright, under moonlit skies,
Outlaw life, where freedom never dies.

(Verse 3)
Steve Earle's "Copperhead Road" on repeat,
Boots stompin' in the dirt, feel that beat.
Kris Kristofferson's tales of love and pain,
Echo in the night, like a southern rain.
Coors in the cooler, smokin' up the scene,
Outlaws know how to keep it clean.
From the porch to the pasture, we own the night,
Livin' that outlaw life, everything's right.

(Chorus)
It's an outlaw party, where the whiskey flows,
Country boys and girls, where the good times go.
From dusk 'til dawn, we’re raisin' hell,
In a honky-tonk heaven, ain't no tale to tell.
We live for the night, and the music's loud,
Outlaw country, we're a wild crowd.
From the bar to the barn, we light it up,
With a rebel yell, we just can't get enough.

(Outro)
So here's to the outlaws, livin' free,
In the heart of the night, where we all wanna be.
With the spirits high, and the guitars strong,
Outlaw country, where we all belong.