The Man Your Momma Warned You About

Dust on my boots, soul caked in sin,

Bar fights, moonshine, trouble I swim in.

Tornado heart, rip through your town,

Snakes in the grass? I mow ‘em all down.

Every step I take, thunder might follow,

Ravens in the sky, my path hard to swallow.

I'm the man your momma's been warning you about,Grim reaper handshake, shadows shout.

Go back to bed, son, you ain't built for this route,

Run your mouth, you'll find out what I'm about.

Crows circle overhead, omen in my breath,

Got a pistol named Karma, she deals in death.

I don’t dance, I stomp, shake the earth raw,

Every verse outlaws fear the draw Spit venom, my tongue rattlesnake’s fang,Out here, even angels get tangled and hang,Do you hear the wolves? They howl in my name,

Born in the fire, I married the flame.

I'm the man your momma's been warning you about,Grim reaper handshake, shadows shout.

Go back to bed, son, you ain't built for this route,

Run your mouth, you'll find out what I'm about.

Harmonica wail, dusk paints the sky red,

Blood in the dirt, another man fled.

Saddle up, kid, or lay down your pride,dirty south outlaw Midwest marauder, where the weak won’t survive,run back inside tell your momma to shut the blinds I'm the beast under your bed in your head I'm the one your momma warned you about