Long Hard Times To Come (Justified Main Title Theme) [feat. T.O.N.E-z]

On this lonely road, trying to make it home
 Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some
 I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy
 You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard
 On this lonely road, trying to make it home
 Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some
 I see them long hard times to come
 My life is ill son... prepared to kill son
 A paradox of pain, baby; it's real son
 Lonely traveler, aint trying to battle ya
 But if you're feeling tuff dog, I welcome all challengers
 Aint got no family, you see there's one of me
 Might lose your pulse standing two feet in front of me
 I'm pissed at the world, but I aint looking for trouble
 I might crack a grin, I aint looking to hug you
 Think about it, nobody wants to die
 There's rules to this game son, I'm justified
 I'm ready to go partner, hey I'm on the run
 The devils hugging on my boots that's why I own a gun
 This journey's too long, I'm looking for some answers
 So much time stressing, I forget the questions
 I fear no man, you don't want no problems 'B'
 Eyes in the back of my head, you better not follow me
 On this lonely road, trying to make it home
 Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off who wants some
 I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy
 You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard
 On this lonely road, trying to make it home
 Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some
 I see them long hard times to come
 You probably think I'm crazy, or got some loose screws
 But that's alright though--I'm a'do me, you do you
 So how you judging me? I'm just trying to survive
 And if the time comes, I aint trying to die
 I'm just trying to fly, and get a little love
 Find me a dime piece and get a little hug
 The car up--hit the bar up--clean the scars up--hey yo, the stars up
 Hey this is the life of an outlaw
 We aint promised tomorrow--I'm living now, dog
 I'm walking through life. but yo my feet hurt
 All my blessings are fed, man I'll rest when I'm dead
 Look through my eyes and see the real world
 Take a walk with me, have a talk with me
 Where we end up--god only knows
 Strap your boots on tight you might be alright
 On this lonely road, trying to make it home
 Doing it by my lonesome pissed off who wants some
 I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy
 You try to bogart fall back I go hard
 On this lonely road, trying to make it home
 Doing it by my lonesome pissed off who wants some
 I see them long hard times to come