Red Bandana

Hangin around under east Texas pines
 Shootin' at the stars with our colt 45's
 Puttin on a show and livin' it free
 If you hear a rebel yell it's cause the bars we bleed
 And then we're gone, gone
 We got them gypsy souls, they don't wanna go home
 Big Montana little red bandana
 Marshall Tucker playin' on our radio
 I couldn't stand her so I left Louisana
 North bound to yellowstone row
 And it's blue lights and steel nights, don't know which is home
 But the preacher's gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas
 But you'll worry bout it when you're old
 So I guess we'll worry about when we're old
 Feeling that cold in your lungs when you're breathin
 Light up a smoke for all the different seasons
 Turn up the music loud, til all the whiskey's down
 Girls are all dancing as the men stomp the ground
 And then we're gone, gone
 We got them gypsy souls yeah, they don't wanna go home
 Big Montana little red bandana
 Marshall Tucker playin' on our radio yeah
 I couldn't stand her so I left Louisana
 North bound to yellowstone row
 And it's blue lights and steel nights, don't know which is home
 But the preacher's gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas
 But you'll worry bout it when you're old yeah
 We got them gypsy souls, and they don't wanna go home
 Big Montana little red bandana
 Marshall Tucker playin' on our radio
 I couldn't stand her so I left Louisana
 North bound to yellowstone row
 And it's blue lights and steel nights, don't know which way is home
 But the preacher's gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas
 But you'll worry bout it when you're old
 Yeah the preacher's gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas
 But I guess you can worry bout it when you're old