Lyrics Waylon – Outlaw In ‘Em

It’s a fine, fine line
Between whiskey and water into wine
It’s a long way home
When you’re down and out and out here on your own

Everybody’s got a little outlaw in ’em
Chrome piece hidin’ in their blacked out denim
Heartbeat beatin’ to a rock ‘n’ roll rhythm, yeah
Everybody’s got a couple scarred up knuckles
Blood on their boots and their back-off buckle
Diamondback rattle with a quick strike venom
Everybody’s got a little outlaw in ’em

When they knock you to the ground
You ain’t gonna let nobody keep you down
When you’re back’s against the wall
That’s when you gotta learn to stand up tall
Yeah, that rebel fight inside of you
Has been there all along

Everybody’s got a little outlaw in ’em
Chrome piece hidin’ in their blacked out denim
Heartbeat beatin’ to a rock ‘n’ roll rhythm, yeah
Everybody’s got a couple scarred up knuckles
Blood on their boots and their back-off buckle
Diamondback rattle with a quick strike venom
Everybody’s got a little outlaw in ’em
(Oh…)

Everybody’s got a little outlaw in ’em
Chrome piece hidin’ in their blacked out denim
Heartbeat beatin’ to a rock ‘n’ roll rhythm, yeah
Huh, everybody got a little frontman swagger

I said, everybody’s got a little outlaw in ’em, aw!…
I said, everybody’s got a little outlaw in ’em