Still One Outlaw Left

You say you don't like my kind, don't drink moonshine

Homegrown ain't your thing

Never been to a roadhouse, knockdown drag-out

Raised a little country Cain

You think it a crime to live my life the way my daddy did

But if you come around to burn us down

When the smoke clears, you can bet

There'll still be one outlaw left

I got kinfolks from Kentucky to sweet home Alabama

I get loud and rowdy, that's all you need to know about who I am

I'm just a reckless renegade doin' what I do best

And there's still one outlaw left

I've stared down a sawed-off, mister, call your dogs off

Actin' like Billy, the kid

I rode a hog in the hard rain, tryin' to catch a fast train

The dogs couldn't catch me but the devil sure did

I got me a wild side, just about a mile wide

Son of a shotgun shack

And them boys like me, they're a dyin' breed

But until my last breath, there'll be still one outlaw left

You say you don't like Skynyrd, you don't like Haggard

Don't give a damn about Hank

You don't like Willie, well, this hillbilly

Don't care about what you think

I got kinfolks from Kentucky to sweet home Alabama

I get loud and rowdy, that's all you need to know about who I am

I'm just a reckless renegade doin' what I do best

And there's still one outlaw left

So if you come around to cut me down

Best make damn sure I'm dead

'Cause there's still one outlaw left

One outlaw left