He was born in three quarter time
When a guitar is played flat the world sing out of to him
A hundred years late but ahead of his time
And I swear not a minute too soon
They thought he was crazy 'cause he talk to walls
At once nobody listened except me and all
He's a honky tonk hero, the ladies all love him
He learn to pick country in a rock 'n' roll band
And he's the cowboy his mamma let grow up to be
A good-hearted woman's good timin' man
They call him an outlaw when he's only crime
Was givin' us gold in exchange for our times
So God bless the outlaw and the redhead stranger, his friend
And God bless the pickups and guitars and love when you win
And God save the music so we'll know where we been