Well, hello there folks
How the hell are you doin
It's good to be in
Your local bar again
So let's get loud
We'll get stoned an get proud
Have a damn good time
Until the show's end
Sometimes I'm wired
An' sometimes, I'm tired
But I'm doin' the best that I can
So let's have a drink
And get drunk with Hank
An may the outlaws rise again
Well I'm a son of a son
I've got shit for what
I've said an done
Well, I remember watchin ol Waylon
When he was shootin his shotgun
It's a certain kinda livin
It's a certain kinda style
Not everybody likes us
But we we drive some folks wild
Well I think I'd rather eat the barrel
Of a double-barrel loaded shotgun
Than to hear that shit
They call pop-country music
On 98.1
How the hell are you doin
It's good to be in
Your local bar again
So let's get loud
We'll get stoned an get proud
Have a damn good time
Until the show's end
Sometimes I'm wired
An' sometimes, I'm tired
But I'm doin' the best that I can
So let's have a drink
And get drunk with Hank
An may the outlaws rise again
Well I'm a son of a son
I've got shit for what
I've said an done
Well, I remember watchin ol Waylon
When he was shootin his shotgun
It's a certain kinda livin
It's a certain kinda style
Not everybody likes us
But we we drive some folks wild
Well I think I'd rather eat the barrel
Of a double-barrel loaded shotgun
Than to hear that shit
They call pop-country music
On 98.1
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