Yeehaw

Intro 
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I don't see you on the front line. Don't see you on the street. 

You call yourself a rebel, but all I see is sheep. 
        A 
They're roundin' up our neighbors. They're tradin' in our church. 
       E 
You call yourself a Christian,then put Jesus in a hearse. 
 

 
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Where my outlaws at? 
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Where my outlaws singin' 
E                    E 
Yeehaw fuck the law. Land of the free ain't free for all. 
E                                 E 
Until the law ain't fuckin' yall, it's yeehaw fuck the law.  

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     E 
I've seen you lick the boot, so I just gotta ask, 

Do you gotta get it soaking wet to shove it up your ass? 
        A 
They're servin' up our daughters, they're shippin' off our sons. 
     E 
Next thing you know they'll skip the vote and come for all your guns. 
 

 
A                E 
Where my outlaws at? 
A         
Where my outlaws singin' 
E                    E 
Yeehaw fuck the law. Land of the free ain't free for all. 
E                                 E 
Until the law ain't fuckin' yall, it's yeehaw fuck the law!  

{Solo} 

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N.C. 
Willie, Waylon, Johnny Cash, they gonna want them records back. 

Yall talk the talk, yall fly the flag, so where the fuck yall outlaws at? 
 

 
A                E 
Where my outlaws at? 
A         
Where my outlaws singin' 
E                    E 
Yeehaw fuck the law. Land of the free ain't free for all. 
E                                 E                         E 
Until the law ain't fuckin' yall, it's yeehaw fuck the law!