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Back in the good old days
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They knew how to brawl
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I'm talkin' real gunslingers
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I'm talkin' real outlaws
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They'd saddle up and ride on into town
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When it was high noon in them old saloons
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You knew what was goin' down
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When they took it outside
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Took it outside
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When it was man to man
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Toe to toe
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You know they had to go
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Where nobody's gonna break it up
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Not until you've had enough
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And if you think you've got the guts
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Then lets take it outside
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If you think your man enough
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You really wanna knuckle up
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If you wanna shed a little blood then lets
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Take it outside
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Let's take it outside
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These days things have changed
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A lot of talk
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Lot of pushin' and shovin'
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Well if you wanna walk the walk
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Let's have some respect
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Got girls in here
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Just pay your tab
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And lay down your beer and let's take it outside
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Take it outside
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It's man to man
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Toe to toe
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You know we need to go
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We're all here for a good time
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But don't start no trouble
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'Cause it won't be the first time
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I put a scar on my knuckles
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Now brother I don't mind
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I'll be glad to stomp your ass
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But if both of us walk out that door
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One of us ain't comin' back
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Let's take it outside
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Take It Outside
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Brantley Gilbert |