| Whiskey River ran dry and I’m the one that drank it
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| On the Highway to Hell, I’ve got the radio crankin'
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| Sheriff swears he can smell the weed burn
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| Hell yeah I’m getting high 'cause I’m the one who’s hurtin'
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| Starin' down the face of a double barrel
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| Got my hand on the wheel with my foot on the pedal
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| And if theres a problem we can get it settled
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| 'Cause under my seat I got a .38 Special
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| I was born to be an outlaw and I can’t change
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| Just like my daddy, I’m stuck in my ways
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| A moonshine still, make a little cash
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| Ain’t got no friends that stab me in my back
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| I worry about myself and darlin' thats all
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| I’m a modern day cowboy, runnin' from the law
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| I keep my boots waiting for the knock on the door
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| It’s a quarter past 3:00, I bet I don’t see 4:00
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| Tell the preacher at the church, say a prayer for me
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| 'Cause the sheriff brought a posse like I ain’t seen
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| This outlaw shit couldn’t get any worse
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| The only way I’m goin' down gotta leave in a hearse
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| The clock starts tickin' every shotgun blast
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| Can you let my father know I left the Bible on the dash |
| I was born to be an outlaw and I can’t change
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| Just like my daddy, I’m stuck in my ways
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| A moonshine still, make a little cash
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| Ain’t got no friends that stab me in my back
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| I worry about myself and darlin' thats all
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| I’m a modern day cowboy, runnin' from the law
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| When the sun comes up they’ll shoot a man down
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| Tell my mama that I love her and I’m sorry now
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| 'Cause all she ever wanted was some company
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| Lord I know she can see my old man in me
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| I was born to be an outlaw and I can’t change
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| Just like my daddy, I’m stuck in my ways
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| A moonshine still, make a little cash
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| Ain’t got no friends that stab me in my back
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| I worry about myself and darlin' thats all
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| I’m a modern day cowboy, runnin' from the law
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| Modern day cowboy runnin'
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| Runnin', runnin'
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| A modern day cowboy
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| Runnin', runnin'
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| Runnin' modern day cowboy
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| Runnin' |