On the Run (feat. Durwood Black) Lyrics & Tabs by Moonshine Bandits
On the Run (feat. Durwood Black)
guitar chords lyrics
you can find me on the run
half tore up
full bottle in the hand
No glass No cup
flip on the jam, full pedal in the truck
screamin "catch me if you can, I'm a rebel so what"!
find me on the run
half tore up
full bottle in the hand
No glass No cup
flip on the jam, full pedal in the truck
screamin "catch me if you can, I'm a rebel so what"!
Dirt Devil on the back roads
white lightin'
earthquake shakin
Dirt Devil on the back roads
white lightin'
earthquake shakin
tumbleweed flyin
rebel comma home inn got the rattlers slidin
pedal to the medal everytime I'm ridin
Flag coat figure with an SOB
if ya don't like David Cole then ya won't like me
I keep my sleeves cut off so you can read my ink
And they try to cut me off everytime i drink
Tailgate Rusty
Dirt Road Dusty
DiveBar Queen ridin shotgun Loves Me
Blue lights flashin
and it probably was me
If he thinks he can catch me, tell em' come cuff me
you can find me on the run
half tore up
full bottle in the hand
No glass No cup
flip on the jam, full pedal in the truck
screamin "catch me if you can, I'm a rebel so what"!
X2
Ride the Lightning (ride the lightning)
Cross the valley skies
I know that I was born... with CraZy in my eys
There's a million other like me
Livin the way we do
That Fire's burnin deep inside nothin to lose
Now they're goin to lock me Uup,
and Throw away the keyyy
And They'll try to do anything to do away with me
Shine in my veins
Thunder in my blood
Still livin on the run
you can find me on the run
half tore up
full bottle in the hand
No glass No cup
flip on the jam, full pedal in the truck
screamin "catch me if you can, I'm a rebel so what"!
X2
Bullets holes on the stop signs (I'm gone)
Sheriff layin low like a duck in a pond,
His radar clockin me, but ya'll cant stop me,
Ya got me on the run
Never gonna pop me
SBG Valley Bar & Grill
Couple Chevys' and a Dodge and a Harley on the Hill
I; ll be layin low like Grandpa Still
Middle fingers in the air, no hands on the wheel
Full throttle to the bang, let the smoke stack blow
Gravel at ya if youre ridin too close
I; m a rebel raisin hell, I don't care so what!!
