Misc Your Songs - Hunter smith - where an outlaw calls home

I’d ^Elike to take a minute And intr^Aoduce you to an i^Emage A pl^Aace that few ^Evisit Where the ^Boutlaw calls ^Ehome A da^Erk and dusty highway A ^Ado it only my ^Eway Where I ^Aspend most of m^Ey day An ^Boutlaw calls ^Ehome

A lotta ^Erough around the edges A little ^Ahaggard, a little ^EJones A lotta ^Edeep down in the ditches Steady ^Bdigging up bones A whole lotta ^Eheart and a bit o’ wicked Maybe ^Adrunk or a little ^Estoned Over the ^C#mline and past the ^Blimit Is where an ^Aoutlaw calls ^Ehome

Border^Eline unaccepted Some^Atimes all-out neg^Elected Con^Atent to be re^Ejected Is where an ^Boutlaw calls ^Ehome The ^Eblack sheep of the family One ^Astep from losing ^Esanity With the a^Aces and the ^Ewhiskey Is where an ^Boutlaw calls ^Ehome

A lotta ^Erough around the edges A little ^Ahaggard, a little ^EJones A lotta ^Edeep down in the ditches Steady ^Bdigging up bones A whole lotta ^Eheart and a bit o’ wicked Maybe ^Adrunk or a little ^Estoned Over the ^C#mline and past the ^Blimit Is where an ^Aoutlaw calls ^Ehome

A best ^F#mfriend to nobody Exce^Bpt for himself And that ^F#mbroken-down memory Of a ^Aheart…that sits on the s^Bhelf

A lotta ^Erough around the edges A little ^Ahaggard, a little ^EJones A lotta ^Edeep down in the ditches Steady ^Bdigging up bones A whole lotta ^Eheart and a bit o’ wicked Maybe ^Adrunk or a little ^Estoned Over the ^C#mline and past the ^Blimit Is where an ^Aoutlaw calls ^Ehome Oh y^C#eah, the rebel's ^Bin it Where the ^Aoutlaw ^B Where the outlaw calls^E home