Outlaw Women - Hank Williams, Jr.

I'm A Stranger In Town And My Guns Never Cold I'm A Gabler So Bet On Your Life You'll Never Live To Grow Old I Deal In Lead I Won't Step Aside Where Trouble's Waitin Well So Am I I Live For The Fight The Thrill Of The Kill Paid In Gold For The Blood I Spill Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Ride Into The West A Gun By Your Side Hell And Glory Honor And Pride A Gun Will Decide Where The Outlaws Ride The Law Of The West Was The Law Of The Gun Shoot And Be Fast Lives On The Run Stay Alive Be Fast On The Draw Live By The Gun Or Die By The Law Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Ride Into The West A Gun By Your Side Hell And Glory Honor And Pride A Gun Will Decide Where The Outlaws Ride Shot Trough The Heart In The Blink Of An Eye Buried Up On Boot Hill Life Is Cheap When The Bounty Is High So Be Ready To Kill The Law Of The West Was The Law Of The Gun Shoot And Be Fast Lives On The Run Stay Alive Be Fast On The Draw Live By The Gun Or Die By The Law Shot Of Whiskey I'll Be On My Way Back In The Saddle Pull On The Reins Spurs To The Beast Over The Hill Another Town One More Kill Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Ride Into The West A Gun By Your Side Hell And Glory Honor And Pride A Gun Will Decide Where The Outlaws Ride

Who is that at my window? Figures dissolve in all I listen as the wind blows I'm staring at the walls Welcome unknown complexions With nervous bouts of tension Invasive complications In every strangers words Hidden intent awakens Each time my back is turned Let nothing manifest Can't ever lose my grip Take out every threat Always two steps ahead I gotta stay in check Distant ringing slaves away And i just can't maintain Every notion lingers But they won't have their say I will replace them all They're gone without a trace Let nothing manifest Play it close to the chest Can't make out enemies So I keep friends next to me I'll never let them leave Nobody gets to leave Four walls just staring back at me Nobody ever gets to leave You are all now a part of me At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn Candlesticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn Candlesticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned At night I can't sleep, I can't sleep Four walls just staring back at me At night I can't sleep My mind is playing tricks on me

Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' Chorus: Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin to book him, But my pappy kept a-cookin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' --- Instrumental --- Well I asked my old pappy why he called his brew White lightnin' 'stead of mountain dew I took a little sip and right away I knew As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue Lightnin' started flashin' and thunder started crashin' Shhhoooh . . . white lightnin' Chorus: Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin to book him, But my pappy kept a-cookin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' --- Instrumental --- Well a city slicker came and he said "I'm tough" I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff He took one g-g-glug and drank it right down And I heard him a moaning as he hit the ground Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' Chorus: Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin to book him, But my pappy kept a-cookin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin'...

I like Charlie Daniels and I love big John Cash And I think Waylon "Woktosha" Jennings Is a table thumpin' smash Playin' with Marshall Tucker Band Was as good as smokin' grass But if you don't like Hank Williams You can kiss our ass Cause I think what they done Is well worth doin' And their doin' it the Best way that they can Oh you're the only one That you are screwin' When you put down what You don't understand I love all them Allman Brothers, Merle Haggard, and George Jones Shotgun Willie Nelson and them Rockin' rollin' Stones Everything the Eagles do And I'm in love with Linda Rondstat Anybody that don't like Hank Williams You can kiss our ass Cause I think what they done Is well worth doin' And their doin' it the Best way that they can Oh you're the only one That you are screwin' When you put down what You don't understand I ain't sayin' that he was The first or the last But if you don't like Hank Williams You can kiss our ass