Buried As An Outlaw lyrics

[Intro: Bird]
White lines, into the sun
He will ride, until it's done
(Yeah, come on)

[Verse 1: Tex]
This is for the clubs all across the globe
And every single outlaw that's been to my shows
All the rebels ridin' quick, dippin' down the road
Bumpin' Texas hippy with some chicks up on a pole
Shout out to Happy, Mick, Bobby, and Tim
At every club house I step my f*ckin' foot in
Rest in peace Tipsy Jones, man he was my friend
Drink a fifth of whiskey every time I see him
This is real life sh*t ain't not curse son or strip
I got love for every club I ever got drunk with

[Pre-Chorus: Tex]
So grab the clear out the copper, the jar out the locker
Nothin' but respect for your patch and your rocker

[Chorus: Bird]
Pour whiskey on his casket when they lowered him down
Two fingers flyin' high, when they put him in the ground
He was buried as an outlaw (Outlaw)
Yeah he was buried as an outlaw