Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Renegade, artist - Smut Peddlers. Album song Coming Out, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 04.05.2004
Record label: Smut Peddlers
Song language: English
Renegade |
| Rigid chopper |
| Six gun at his side |
| All he has to live for |
| Is another place to ride |
| Hasn’t got a home or a family |
| Doesn’t hold a regular job |
| He’s living off the land |
| And the people that he robs |
| Lawless rebel |
| Outlaw renegade |
| Burning up miles of black top |
| Hoping to get laid |
| Here comes another one horse town |
| There goes another bank |
| Only a few had to be put down |
| And he’s still got half a tank |
| Nights about Tennessee whiskey |
| Days are all bathtub crank |
| His pockets are bulging with money |
| And the good Lord gets all the thanks |
| Lawless rebel |
| Outlaw renegade |
| Sailing along on the open road |
| By sundown he’ll get paid |
| Wind whips through his hair |
| In the high plains desert sun |
| Headed he cares not where |
| With two fifths, a bindle and his gun |
| One place he does not care to go |
| Is a place called life in jail |
| His iron cross rear view mirror |
| Shows a state trooper on his tail |
| He shoots it out with the copper |
| And he empties his .44 |
| He’s runnin' low on bullets |
| But the cops got plenty more |
| He takes cover behind the fat bob tanks |
| of his '53 panhead |
| But a round ricochets of the S&S carb |
| And leaves him on the highway dead |
| Lawless rebel |
| Outlaw renegade |
| The universal truth is that |
| The piper must be paid |