Outlaw Livin’

JBentley

Outlaws ain’t used to living easy

He’s good playing the cards he’s dealt

You’ll not find a bigger heart

For what he loves he’ll charge hell

He don’t care who you think you are

If you try to take from him, you should know

When it’s fightin’ time he’ll die hard

He don’t expect any different

Outlaws were born to die hard

Being an outlaw ain’t what you think

He just ain’t gonna fit your mold

No he won’t tell you that he’s perfect

He’s real clear on right and wrong

You won’t find him crossing lines

He’s gonna stand if he stands alone

He knows when trouble starts

If it comes down to it outlaws die hard

Outlaws always take a stand

And let the rest of the world be damned

Hiding ain’t gonna be me

I learned I can’t just let it be

Y’all better listen to what’s been said

Before you change me I’ll be dead

Won’t be like talking to take my life

This old outlaw knows the price

  • Author: JBentley (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 18th, 2026 12:03
  • Category: Unclassified
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