(Gary Rossington - Johnny Van Zant - Hughie Thomasson - Rickey Medlocke)
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There's a story to tell about days of old
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A man and his gun, a street fighter I'm told
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There's one in every town, tryin' to make himself a name
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If he's quicker on the draw, comes glory and fame
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They say he's always alone, he rides a horse with no name
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His only friend was the devil by his side but it caused him so much pain
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If his guns could talk, oh, the stories they would tell
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Of all the men who tried and lost, all the ones he sent to hell
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They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
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They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
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Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long
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Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run
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Things haven't changed much these days
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Faces are younger, but still they keep playing the deadliest game
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Brothers and sisters, what are we fightin' for
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It's not for the fame or the glory anymore
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I hear the mothers cryin'
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Too many children dyin'
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How many tears have to fall to bring this to an end
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They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
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They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
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Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long
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Outlaws, renegades... Oh
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They're all outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
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They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
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Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long
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Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run
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O.R.R.
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| Lynyrd Skynyrd |
