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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Justin Moore
Justin Moore
Vocals
Jason Kyle Saetveit
Jason Kyle Saetveit
Background Vocals
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brett Beavers
Brett Beavers
Songwriter
Deric Ruttan
Deric Ruttan
Songwriter
Josh Thompson
Josh Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Stover
Jeremy Stover
Producer
Scott Borchetta
Scott Borchetta
Producer
Jason Kyle Saetveit
Jason Kyle Saetveit
Engineer

Lyrics

We're just backroad bad news
Same small town crew
Gettin' gone just to get right
Hidin' out from the blue lights
Buckshot stop signs
Bootleg moonshine
Little rowdy and against the grain
Wild west runnin' through our veins
If it was a hundred years ago
We'd be the ones on the wanted posters
Dead or alive in a dozen states
Shootin' whiskey in one-horse towns
Saddlin' up when the sun went down
Haulin' ass out over some open plain
Yeah, raisin' hell
And robbin' trains
Baby, you look like you could be
An outlaw's lady
I can taste danger in your kiss tonight
I can see us shootin' out the lights
If it was a hundred years ago
We'd be the ones on the wanted posters
Dead or alive in a dozen states
Shootin' whiskey in one-horse towns
Saddlin' up when the sun went down
Haulin' ass out over some open plain
Yeah, raisin' hell
And robbin' trains
Bet we'd be robbin' trains
Everyone would know our names
Forget about Jesse James
Bet we'd be robbin' trains
Bet we'd be, get your hands up
Go ahead and fill it up
Just forget about Jesse James
Bet we'd be robbin' trains
If it was a hundred years ago
We'd be the ones on the wanted posters
Dead or alive in a dozen states
We'd be shootin' whiskey in one-horse towns
Saddlin' up when the sun went down
Haulin' ass out over some open plain
Yeah, raisin' hell
And robbin' trains
We'd be raisin' hell
And robbin' trains
Yeah
Written by: Brett Beavers, Deric Ruttan, Josh Thompson
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