Lyrics Brantley Gilbert – Outlaw Women (Live At Red Rocks)

Applause

She works in the bank
And she works in a store
And she don’t go for that old shit anymore

What’d’ya say boys?

These outlaw women
First of her kind
These outlaw women
They got it right on time
These outlaw women
Red Rocks
Y’all got plenty of guns
These outlaw women, Lord
Just out for fun

From the top to the bottom, how many you ladies out just for fun tonight?
Cheers

In many ways, she’s a lot like me
She don’t give a damn about society
Hell no
Might be little rich girl she might be poor
She might be a married woman that needs a little more
Amen
Yeah she’s an outlaw woman
First of her kind
These outlaw women

Red Rocks, you ladies are proud of your second amendment rights and your guns, amen?
Oh yeah, this is my favorite part

Might call her a lady
Might call her other names
But you will get your ass whipped if you call her that around me and my gang

Red Rocks make some noise
Cheers and applause
partial National Anthem played by guitar
Crowd Chants «USA»
Louder Red Rocks!
Crowd Chants «USA» Louder

Best damn country in the world, man
Crowd Roars

Tell ’em I said that. Amen

Come on out my brother
(
Mr. Patterson in the background
«This is crazy man»)
Ladies and Gentlemen, I’d like to introduce y’all to Mr. Justin Patterson

Cheers
Crowd Chanting «USA»

Y’all it’s men like this that inspire my passion to support the troops
Justin, standin here today, man I’m proud to know ya.. so proud to know ya..
(
Justin
«Thank you. Love ya, brother»)
Thank you for what you did for our country and what you continue to do. All our active duty guys, and veterans, and girls thank you so much for what you do. My hat’s off to each and every one of you…
Yes, you can sir…

Mr. Patterson on mic
Brantley’s the nicest freakin’ guy I’ve ever met. He took the time..
clears throat
Damn it, man. He took the time out of his, out of his busy ass schedule to make it about the wounded warriors. And when I met him I brought a purple heart along, just because if he turned out to be a good guy… I told you I can’t give you a grammy. I, I, I can’t give you a whatever.. a gold record.. all I can give you is my blood, sweat, and tears, and my friendship, brother… Thank you

Brantley
Thank you

Mr. Patterson
Don’t ever forget the real heroes never came home. The only way you can honor them is to never forget, just like Brantley does every time he’s around. And he helped save my life. Thank you.

Brantley
Thank you, brother. I love you.
Ladies and Gentlemen, that’s Justin Patterson.

It humbles me to be around men like that. I think I can speak for all of us when I say thank you from the bottom of our hearts for what you do. Y’all are the true American badasses and it’s an honor to be in your presence man.