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The Outsiders - Eric Church
NO CAPO
 
                  Gm
Ther re the in crowd, we re the other ones.
          F                                                 Gm
It s a different kind of cloth that we re cut from.
                  Gm
We let our colors show, where the numbers aint.
                 F                                            Gm
With the paint where there aint supposed to be paint.
 
            Gm             F    Gm
Thats who we are.
           Gm             F    Gm
Thats how we roll.
             Gm       F    Gm              Gm       F    Gm
The Outsiders,          The Outsiders.
 
        Gm                                     F
Our women get hot, and our leather gets stained.
                  C                                              Eb
When we saddle up and ride em in the pouring rain.
                 Gm                                     F
We re the junkyard dogs, we re the alley cats.
                  C                                      Eb
Keep the wind at our front, and the hell at our back.
 
            Gm                      F
That s who we are We do our talking, 
   C                      Eb
Walk that walk Wide open rocking.
            Gm                      F
That s how we roll Our backs to the wall.
      C                              Eb
D band of brothers Together, alone, 
            Gm                        F
the Outsiders We re the riders,
                   C                                          Eb
We re the ones burning rubber off our tires.
                          Gm                       F
Yeah, we re the fighters, the all-nighters.
      C                                        Eb
So fire em up and get a little higher.
 
Gm        F           C      Eb
Woah-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh.
Gm        F           C      Eb
Woah-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh.
 
                  Gm
We re the bad news We re the young guns.
                   F                                       Gm
We re the ones that they told you to run from.
                Gm
Yeah, the players gonna play, and a haters gonna hate.
            F                             Gm
And a regulators born to regulate.
              Gm
When it hits the fan, and it all goes down.
                F                                   Gm
And the gloves come off You re gonna find out just.
 
            Gm                      F
That s who we are We do our talking, 
   C                      Eb
Walk that walk Wide open rocking.
            Gm                      F
That s how we roll Our backs to the wall.
      C                              Eb
D band of brothers Together, alone, 
            Gm                        F
the Outsiders We re the riders,
                   C                                          Eb
We re the ones burning rubber off our tires.
                          Gm                       F
Yeah, we re the fighters, the all-nighters.
      C                                        Eb
So fire em up and get a little higher.
 
Gm        F           C      Eb
Woah-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh.
              Gm        F           C      Eb
The Outsiders Woah-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh.
                                Gm
You re gonna know who we are.