Verso 1: To be fair I should've told you Running from the money is what I do I don't believe in wealth and excess And I have had debt the size of Texas But I, I didn't follow my dreams To dump my money in your slot machine And you can take that to the bank Tell the bank man the devil said thanks You know you can't get a drink in this town Without Sunday morning comin' down And cashing in on the costume Yeah, get 'em while they last The NRA can kiss my country ass Just because you got a little dust under your boots Doesn't mean you walked a country mile You never hopped a train And your back roads are going outta style Listen to the radio and sing along You're not saying anything Well you never laid a railroad tie Or watched a lonesome cowboy die Or listened to the bells of freedom ring And now that you're just spittin' in the wind It's time for you to let them cowgirls in Verso 2: You got your ten gallon hat Yeah, your chewing cigars and you're smoking the fat Tattoos of naked ladies You played the same video games in the 80's I hope your vintage guitar Will take you where the wild things are I hope you find your true voice there And the ghost of who you are And if they're gonna call you an outlaw Live fast and die young Those songs have already been sung by better men Just because you got a little dust under your boots Doesn't mean you walked a country mile You never hopped a train And your back roads are going outta style Listen to the radio and sing along You're not saying anything Well you never laid a railroad tie Or watched a lonesome cowboy die Or listened to the bells of freedom ring And now that you're just spittin' in the wind It's time for you to let them cowgirls in Outro Now that you're just pissin' in the wind It's time for you to let them cowgirls in