Outlaws in the Morning

(Verse 1) Met you online on a slow Tuesday, Plenty of Fish, but you were the one worth the gamble to play. Then October thirteenth, you walked up bold — Boots, swagger, that don’t-mess-with-me soul. One look at you and the deal was sealed, Two outlaws recognizing something real. (Chorus) We ain’t the hearts-and-flowers kind, We’re the hit-the-road, raise-hell, leave-the-rules-behind. Days off mean the engines roar, Truck or bike, we’re aiming for the great outdoors. Breweries, backroads, trouble made for two — That outlaw love hits deep and true. (Verse 2) Your damn boots land wherever you quit, Drives me crazy but I smile every time I trip over it. You’re loyal like a guard dog, stubborn like a mule, A man with a backbone, not a polished fool. You hold me steady, you keep me wild, A partner-in-crime with a dangerous smile. (Chorus) We ain’t the hearts-and-flowers kind, We’re the hit-the-road, raise-hell, leave-the-rules-behind. Days off mean the engines roar, Truck or bike, we’re aiming for the great outdoors. Breweries, backroads, trouble made for two — That outlaw love hits deep and true. (Bridge) Then came December 13, 2024, a Friday the 13th omen, Woke up laughing thinkin’, “Hell, let’s quit postponin’.” You slipped out on lunch, I rolled in fresh hair and grit, Courthouse papers, signed fast — no fuss, no script. No white dress, no big show, none of that noise — Just two rebels locking down their choice. (Final Chorus) We ain’t the hearts-and-flowers kind, We’re the whiskey-strong, no-rules, ride-the-line. The world says slow down, but we just push through — Fishing rods, long roads, sky wide and blue. Breweries, backroads, trouble made for two — When you love like outlaws, you swear it true. (Tag) No plan, no fear — just me and you, Riding outlaw strong, forever true. No plan, no fear - just me and you, Riding outlaw strong, I love you