I drink bourbon, they drink wine
I like dirt roads and moonshine
And I labor from dawn to dusk
with my hands
Don't wear no suit, I wear jeans
And I know what hard work means
And I know what it takes to be a man
Only crazy folk like me will understand
We are the outlaws, the lost cause
The misfits and the freaks
We like dirty boots and old ukes
And swimming in the creek
We like Friday nights, done right
Campfires and good friends
We're the outcasts of this world
We don't fit in
But I'd rather be one of us
Than one of them
You keep your car, I'll keep mine
On your tollways, yours is fine
But I don't think it would make
it down my drive
You like your office, I'll keep mine
With its clean air and sunshine
And your gridlocked city
streets can overflow
Only crazy folk like me would ever know
We are the outlaws, the lost cause
The misfits and the freaks
We like dirty boots and no jukes
Swimming in the creek
We like Friday nights, turn right
Campfires and good friends
We're the outcasts of this world
we don't fit in
But I'd rather be one of us than one of them
We are the outlaws, the lost cause,
the misfits and the freaks
We like dirty boots and no jutes,
and swimming in the creek
We like Friday nights done right,
campfires and good friends
We're the outcasts of this world,
we don't fit in
We say thank you, we say please
And we know what
a handshake means
We're the outcasts of this world,
we don't fit in
And I'd rather be one of
us than one of them
Yeah, we don't fit in
Yeah, we don't wanna be
No, we don't fit in
You