They're the in crowd, we're the other onesIt's a different kind of cloth that we're cut fromWe let our colors show, where the numbers ain'tWith the paint where there ain't supposed to be paintThat's who we areThat's how we rollThe outsidersThe outsidersYeah, our women get hot, and our leather gets stainedWhen we saddle up and ride 'em in the pouring rainWe're the junkyard dogs, we're the alley catsKeep the wind at our front and the hell at our backThat's who we areWe do our talking, walk that walk, wide-open rockingThat's how we rollBack to the wall, a band of brothersTogether, alone, the outsidersWe're the riders, we're the ones burning rubber off our tiresYeah, we're the fighters, the all-nightersSo fire 'em up and get a little higherWhoa, whoaWhoa, whoaWhoa, whoaWhoa, whoaWe're the bad news, we're the young gunsWe're the ones that they told you to run fromYeah, a player's gonna play and a hater's gonna hateAnd a regulator's born to regulateWhen it hits the fan and it all goes downAnd the gloves come off, you're gonna find out justWho we areWe do our talking, walk that walk, wide-open rockingThat's how we rollBack to the wall, a band of brothersTogether, alone, the outsidersWe're the riders, we're the ones burning rubber off our tiresYeah, we're the fighters, the all-nightersSo fire 'em up and get a little higherWhoa, whoaWhoa, whoaOutsidersWhoa, whoaThat's who we are, that's right, babyWhoa, whoaWhoa, whoaWhoa, whoaWhoaThat's who we are
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Eric Church (Granite Falls, 3 de mayo de 1977) es un cantautor y guitarrista estadounidense de country.
Ha sido nominado a 10 premios Grammy.
Su álbum Chief, fue considerado como uno de los 500 mejores discos de todos los tiempos, por la revista…
