Outlaw Upchurch (Ft. Luke Combs)

[Intro: Luke Combs]
Where have the rebels gone

[Chorus: Luke Combs]
We don't need another pretty boy singin' pretty songs
Fake country boys, doin' country all wrong
We need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin' 'baccer, and whippin' ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?
Can I get an outlaw?

[Verse 1: Upchurch]
Let me get a outlaw like the man who raised me up
Haulin' chickens to Kentucky in the back of beat up trucks
Because all I'm seein' now is Hollywood wearin' some huntin' gear
And T.V. shows 'bout idiots that think country is drinkin' beer
I'm sick of seein' skinny jeans smilin' like a cover girl
I wanna see some kids outback with .22's poppin' squirrels
I wanna see some young guns goin' out on a duck hunt
And lesser of this Flappy Bird and actin' like a lazy bum
'Cause trends got it twisted and they make country a petty style
Now where's all my country folks that actually could go survive?
When that stock market crashes I'll be somewhere deep off in these pines
Killin' shit, kickin' ass, and takin' what the hell is mine

[Chorus: Luke Combs]
We don't need another pretty boy singin' pretty songs
Fake country boys, doin' country all wrong
We need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin' 'baccer and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?
Can I get an outlaw?