Eric Church - The outsiders

Ther re the in cr^Dmowd, we re the other ones. It s a di^Cfferent kind of cloth that we re cut from. ^Dm We let our colors^Dm show, where the numbers aint. With the paint w^Chere there aint supposed to be paint. ^Dm

Thats who w^Dme are. ^{C Dm} Thats how ^Dmwe roll. ^{C Dm} The Outsider^Dms, ^{C Dm}The Outsiders.^{Dm C Dm}

Our wom^Dmen get hot, and our leather gets stai^Cned. When we saddle up^G and ride em in the pouring rain. ^Bb We re the junkya^Dmrd dogs, we re the alley cats. ^C Keep the wind at ^Gour front, and the hell at our back. ^Bb

That s who ^Dmwe are We do our talki^Cng, Wa^Glk that walk Wide ope^Bbn rocking. That s how ^Dmwe roll Our backs to t^Che wall. A ban^Gd of brothers Together, alone^Bb, the Outside^Dmrs We re the riders, ^C We re the ones bur^Gning rubber off our tires. ^Bb Yeah, we re the fighters,^Dm the all-nighters. ^C So fi^Gre em up and get a little higher. ^Bb

^DmWoah-oh-^Coh Woah-oh^G-oh. ^{Bb Dm}Woah-oh-^Coh Woah-oh^G-oh. ^Bb

We re the bad new^Dms We re the young guns. We re the ones tha^Ct they told you to run from. ^Dm Yeah, the playe^Dmrs gonna play, and a haters gonna hate. And a regul^Cators born to regulate. ^Dm When it hits ^Dmthe fan, and it all goes down. And the gloves ^Ccome off You re gonna find out jus^Dmt.

That s who ^Dmwe are We do our talki^Cng, Wa^Glk that walk Wide ope^Bbn rocking. That s how ^Dmwe roll Our backs to t^Che wall. A ban^Gd of brothers Together, alone^Bb, the Outside^Dmrs We re the riders, ^C We re the ones bur^Gning rubber off our tires. ^Bb Yeah, we re the fighters,^Dm the all-nighters. ^C So fi^Gre em up and get a little higher. ^Bb

^DmWoah-oh-^Coh Woah-oh^G-oh. ^Bb The Outsiders^Dm Woah-oh^C-oh Woah-o^Gh-oh.^Bb You re gonna know who we are. ^Dm