| Got a buddy named Red Diamond
|
| Drank a quart of that Bud Light and he
|
| Waltzed down to the deep side and he
|
| Jumps off with a crooked little smile
|
| Then around about the time that the cops came
|
| He was drunker than a virgin on her first date
|
| And I know that he ain’t gonna cooperate
|
| 47 something years now he’s still fit the same
|
| Red Diamond man, he’s livin' life like a modern day outlaw
|
| Red Diamond man
|
| Red Diamond man, he’s livin' life like a modern day outlaw
|
| Red Diamond man
|
| He works hard for a week’s pay
|
| 2 jobs nearly every single day
|
| And it ain’t often that you see him in town
|
| But about twice a month he’ll be making his rounds
|
| Hits the corner store and buys 12 pints
|
| A case of Red Man and some homemade shine
|
| The 4 wheel drive headed back to the woods
|
| Whiskey bent and hell bound boy don’t it feel good
|
| Red Diamond man, he’s livin' life like a modern day outlaw
|
| Red Diamond man
|
| Red Diamond man, he’s livin' life like a modern day outlaw
|
| Red Diamond man
|
| Barefooted as a yard dog he don’t even wear shoes
|
| Rebel of his time got a confederate flag tattoo
|
| Smell like cigarettes and you can catch a hint of booze
|
| Has a whole lot of nothing, he ain’t got a lot to lose
|
| He like to drink a little beer, he like to sip a little shine
|
| Cruisin' dirt roads at night so he can ease his mind
|
| See he lost in the moment just enjoying his time
|
| He’s a country boy, simple man, livin' his life
|
| Red Diamond man, he’s livin' life like a modern day outlaw
|
| Red Diamond man
|
| Red Diamond man, he’s livin' life like a modern day outlaw
|
| Red Diamond man
|
| Yeah, ooh, yeah
|
| Yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh |