Are They Gonna Make Us Outlaws Again

You never picked no peaches never rode no boxcar train

Never worked out on the road gang or slept out in the rain

But when you see a good man have to struggle sweat and strain

When a man can't feed his children don't it make you stop and think

Are they gonna make us outlaws again

Is that what it's comin' to my friend

I can see why pretty boy floyd done the things he did

Are they gonna make us outlaws again

I'll tell you folks there's trouble and tension everywhere

Everybody's askin' where's it gonna end

There ain't nobody answered there ain't nobody there

I'll tell you folks there's trouble there's trouble everywhere