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Well I was raised up by a simple man
I grew up with a gun in my hand
Taught me how to love and how to fight
Taught me what's wrong, taught me what's right
Said, you don't have the choice to choose
You do what you can and don't ever lose
Just remember even when I'm dead and gone.
Stick to your guns son, make me proud
Don't never back up, don't never back down
Stand your ground and always tell it like it is
Yeah this life's gonna be real damn tough
You take them scars and you call that bluff
Don't let me catch you fitting in
'cause everyone's an outlaw
Until it's time to do outlaw shit.
Well the times are changing but not for me
I got my own home now and a family
Two callused hands and some old work boots
Busted my ass, paid my dues
Tell my kids every night
Try to see the world through your neighbor's eyes
And make a difference if you can.
Stick to your guns son, make me proud
Don't never back up, don't never back down
Stand your ground and always tell it like it is
Yeah this life's gonna be real damn tough
You take them scars and you call that bluff
Don't let me catch you fitting in
'cause everyone's an outlaw
Until it's time to do outlaw shit.
Stick to your guns son, make me proud
Don't never back up, don't never back down
Stand your ground and always tell it like it is
Yeah this life's gonna be real damn tough
You take them scars and you call that bluff
Don't let me catch you fitting in
'cause everyone's an outlaw
Yeah everyone's an outlaw
Until it's time to do outlaw shit
(Until it's time to do outlaw shit)
Well I was raised up by a simple man
I grew up with a gun in my hand.
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