Someday they gonna pass a law
Against parties in a field, drinking alcohol
Tell us that we can't crank up an old Skynyrd song
They'll pull you over if your truck's too high
Tell you when you can and can't build a fire
And how everything that we grew up on is wrong
Motorcycles and old pool halls
They're gonna try and do away with it all
'Cause we're too damn loud
We're too damn proud of wherever it is we're from
Those small towns and stomping grounds
And the rural routes we roam
Six days a week, we'd be giving it hell
But on Sunday, in God we trust
We're gonna be who we're gonna be
Till the day they outlaw us
These old boots ain't ever gonna run
Gonna shoot our whiskey, shoot our guns
Gonna fly our flag, fly it wherever we want
If we ain't careful we're gonna find our face
On wanted posters all over the place
Yeah they're gonna try and catch us but I
Bet they don't
No, 'cause we're too damn loud
We're too damn proud of wherever it is we're from
Those small towns and stomping grounds
And the rural routes we roam
Six days a week, we'd be giving it hell
But on Sunday, in God we trust
We're gonna be who we're gonna be
Till the day they outlaw us
They gonna try and catch us, but I bet they don't
No, 'cause we're too damn loud
We're too damn proud of wherever it is we're from
Those small towns and stomping grounds
And the rural routes we roam
Six days a week, we'd be giving it hell
But on Sunday, in God we trust
Yeah, we're gonna be who we're gonna be
Till the day they outlaw us
Yeah we gonna be who we gonna be
Till the day they outlaw us
Till the day they outlaw us
Ain't never gonna outlaw us
