Lyrics

Outlaw Kids

I had a daddy and he raised us nomadic
He grew marijuana, wasn’t systematic
But one things for sure, all us youngins knew
That you kept it a secret cause that’s what families do

One day in season when it was time for harvest
He gathered up the beauties to make some extra dollas
And my brother and me got brand new bean bags for us
Full of nature in a trashbag thrown in the back of our truck

We kicked back on 'em as he drove the backroads
There was dust-a-flyin as we weighted down the load
And we talked of Cowboy football with our Dobermans
Well it’s just another day in the life of outlaw kids

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We’d find a new town and make a friend
Sure as shit we’d settle down
And he’s convinced
That the Feds are after him SO

We stayed one step in front of whatever that meant
And he’d carve antler to help us pay the rent
He made paraphernalia and some eagle tips
Well it’s just another day in the life of outlaw kids
Well it’s just another day in the life of outlaw kids
Yeah it’s just another day in the life of outlaw kids