Outlaw You

I get home from a long day, put on the radio
 Lookin' for some country soul, but I don't find it, no
 It's a dirt road free for all, some old boys sayin' they're outlaws,
 They dress the part and they talk the talk
 You know they've been taught to walk the walk
 These boys think they're tough like they been robbin' banks
 Cause they name drop Johnny Cash and they name drop poor old Hank
 Hey pretty boy in the baseball hat
 You couldn't hit country with a baseball bat
 Country ain't just about where you're at
 It's about bein' true to what's inside
 You say you're an outlaw with your perfect boots
 That you got from your record label's image group
 Sing another man's song with a big drum loop
 Listen, son, you ain't got a clue
 You can't buy true, tell you what they should do
 They should outlaw you
 Let me paint a picture for you, Nashville in '62
 The formula had proven true, they didn't let nothing new through
 When Waylon came to town, they didn't like his original sound
 They tried hard to keep him down, they tried hard to starve him out
 But he kept playin' shows and pressin' on, chippin' away, song by song
 After years and years of strugglin' strong, he got his chance and he took it to #1
 With "This Time" back in '74, with his band in the back and 4 on the floor
 That one record busted down the door and the record labels had the control no more
 Then in '76 came the Outlaws record, sold the first million in country music ever
 Those old boys with long hair and braids stayed true to their sound and freed the slaves
 And all these years later, the suits got back their grip
 They took the outlaw concept and they re-packaged it
 And there's a million Ol Waylon fans
 Singin' "Don't y'all think this outlaw bit has gotten way out of hand"
 Hey pretty boy in your cowboy hat
 You couldn't hit country with a baseball bat
 Country ain't just about where you're at
 It's about bein' true to what's inside
 You say you're an outlaw with your perfect boots
 That you got from your record label's image group
 Sing another man's song with a big drum loop
 Listen, son, you ain't got a clue
 You can't buy true, tell you what they should do
 They should outlaw you
 They should outlaw you
 Hey pretty boy in the baseball hat
 You couldn't hit country with a baseball bat
 Country ain't just about where you're at
 It's about bein' true to what's inside
 You say you're an outlaw with your perfect boots
 That you got from your record label's image group
 Sing another man's song with a big drum loop
 Listen, man, you ain't got a clue
 You can't buy true, tell you what they should do
 They should outlaw you