You can find me on the run
Half tore up
Full bottle in the hand
You can find me on the run
Half tore up
Full bottle in the hand
No glass, no cup
Flip on the jam
Full petal in the truck
Screamin "catch me if you can"
I'm a rebel, so what?
Let's go!
Dirt devil on the backroad
White lightnin', earthquake shakin'
Tumbleweed flyin'
Rubber coma Hummer got the rattlers slidin'
Petal to the metal every time I'm ridin'
Flag totin' fella with an s.o.b
If you don't like David Coe then you won't like me
I keep my sleeves cut off so you can read my ink
They they to cut me off every time I drink
Tailgate dusty, dirt road dusty, got my queen in the shotgun
She loves me
Blue lights flashin and the car was shakin'
If he thinks he can catch me tell him come cuff me
Ride the lightin
Across the valley skies
I know that I was born with crazy in my eyes
Theres a million of ya like me
Livin' the way we do
And that fires burning deep inside
We got nothin' to lose
They wanna lock me up
& throw away the key
And they're tryin' to do anything to do away with me
Shine in my veins
Thunder in my blood
Nothing to change
Still livin' on the run
Blowing holes on the stop sign
All gone
Sheriff layin low like a duck on a pond
Radar clockin me but y'all can't stop me
Got me on the run but you're never gonna pop me
I'm at speeds bar and grill
Chevy's on the Dodge and the Harley's on the hill
They all be layin low like grandpas still
Fingers in the air, no hands on the wheel
If you follow too close I'll let the smoke stack blow
Throw gravel at your window if you're ridin too close
Since I woke up I've been half tore up
I'm a rebel raisin hell, I don't care, so what?