Way Down Yonder

Up in the hills Where coppers don't crack down on them copper steels We're making trap door tax-free dollar bills Up in the highway biz Not his way to make a living Six-shot heavy metal hanging from a holster In case we run into them boys from the county line over Way down yonder, where the outlaws wander You can feel that thunder in your bones Ripping under moonlight cover There's some back glass gunners on the road Where you buy your bud with the moonshine money Make your love where thе bees make honey Way on the cuts, whеre you're born and raised Man, it's in your blood, we were born this way Down yonder, way down Way down, way down Way down yonder You can't fold A bunch of bootleg birdies and their bandit boys On some outpost wanted for some polaroid Sayin', "Dead or alive," goin' eighty-five Way down yonder, where the outlaws wander You can feel that thunder in your bones Ripping under moonlight cover There's some bback glass gunners on the road Where you buy your bud with the moonshine money Make your love where the bees make honey Way on the cuts, where you're born and raised Man, it's in your blood, we were born this way Down yonder, way down Way down, way down Way down yonder Way down, way down, way down Way down yonder And someway between the hooves and hellraising You'll be saving Way down yonder, where the outlaws wander You can feel that thunder in your bones Ripping under moonlight cover There's some backglass gunners on the road Where you buy your bud with the moonshine money Make your love where the bees make honey Way on the cuts, where you're born and raised Man, it's in your blood, we were born this way Way down yonder, way down Way down, way down Way down yonder Way down, way down, way down Way down yonder Way down yonder