Country Music Lyrics

The Outsiders

The Outsiders - Eric Church

We're the in crowd
They're the other ones
It's a different kind of cloth that we're cut from
We let our colors show
where the numbers ain't
We're the paint where there ain't supposed to be paint
That's who we are
That's how we roll
The outsiders
The outsiders

Our women get hot and our leather gets stained
When we saddle up and ride 'em in the pourin' rain
We're the junkyard dogs
We're the alley cats
Keep the wind at our fronts and the hell at our backs
That's who we are
We do our talkin'
Walk that walk
Wide open rockin'
That's how we roll
Back to the wall
A band of brothers together alone
The outsiders, we're the riders
We're the ones burnin' rubber off our tires
Yeah we're the fighters, the all nighters
So fire 'em up and get a little higher

We're the bad news, we're the young guns
We're the ones that they told you to run from
Yeah, the playas gonna play
And the haters gonna hate
And the regulators born to regulate
When it hits the fan and it all goes down
And the gloves come off, you're gonna find out just
Who we are

We do our talkin'
Walk that walk
That's how we roll
Back to the wall, a band of brothers together alone
The outsiders, we're the riders
We're the ones burnin' rubber off our tires
Yeah! We're the fighters, the all nighters
So fire 'em up and get a little higher!
The outsiders! Whooooa
The outsiders!
You're gonna know who we are! The outsiders! That's who we are.