It's Hard to Be an Outlaw - Tracy Lawrence

Graffiti on the overpass skidmarks on the road

Things I grew up doing I never did outgrow

In the middle of those running years she walked into my life

She couldn’t get the devil outta me Lord knows she tried

She was right as rain she was good as gold but I wouldn’t change

And now she’s gone and I’m just not not the same

But it’s hard to be an outlaw outrun or outdraw

The laws of life that you once could ignore

It’s a desperate desperado who can’t see through his sorrow

What he was running from or running for

Oh it’s hard to be an outlaw when you’re not wanted anymore

There was nowhere left to turn to but back to my old self

Living like there’s no tomorrow now meant somethin' else

The trails I used to live to blaze are winding up dead ends

With a voice inside my head reminding me what could have been

I was wild as the wind as cold as they come thinking I was cool

Now looking back I’m looking at a fool

But it’s hard to be an outlaw…

It’s a desperate desperado…