[ Southern-rock ] Click Here for Free Song Download Some folks call me outlaw Yeah, they say I'm full'a rage I was born in South Bay, Mobile On the wrong side of history's page I was trouble for my mamma An' a beam in my daddy's eye Knew every girl I could Lord knows, I often made 'em cry But I'm on my way, won't be back this way again May not know where I'm goin', but I know where I've been As the train pulls out'ta the station And heads down the liberation track Feel like somethin' might be gainin' An' there ain't no, ain't no lookin' back My only coat was the wrong color Lord knows, I weren't no favorite son An' I done hard time in the hole Before I turned twenty-one Yeah, I've been called every defame name Most say I belong in a cage The home folks call me Leroy But you can call me Satchel Paige And I'm on my way, won't be back this way again May not know where I'm goin', but I know where I've been As the train pulls out'ta the station And heads down the liberation track Feel like somethin' might be gainin' An' there ain't no, ain't no lookin' back Feel like somethin' might be gainin', yeah An' there ain't no, ain't no lookin' back *
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