[Intro]
Let's take 'em back to 1963

[Verse 1]
I grew up rough, but I grew up right (Sure did)
We raised a lotta hell on a Saturday night
And papa, he used whiskey to ease his pain (Yes he did)
And poor old granny just kneeled and prayed

[Verse 2]
And daddy had a hard run back in '93 (Mmm-hmm)
Lost his job at the plant and mama and me
And mama, she came home just like he knew
'Cause outlaws and angels'll make it through

[Chorus]
I guess you could say that I was raised by outlaws and angels
Some draggin' me to church, or straight to hell
And bye and bye as I sit and cry
I cannot wash my hands (You know I can't)
'Cause I was raised on the law of the Lord
But I lived off the law of the land
(Talk to 'em Eddie)

[Verse 3]
And daddy worked his fingers to the bone
And made great granddaddy's house our home (Mmm-hmm)
And mama, she stayed home, tryna keep it clean (Poor old mama)
And old daddy worked so much he'd just go to sleep

[Chorus]
I guess you could say that I was raised by outlaws and angels
Some draggin' me to church, or straight to hell (Yeah man)
And bye and bye as I sit and cry
I cannot wash my hands
'Cause I was raised on the law of the Lord
But I lived off the law of the land
(One more time)
Say I was raised by the law of the Lord
But I lived off the law of the land

[Outro]
(Yip!)
I like that right there
Ah, we gon' 'bout lil' knock out another one
One! Two! Three! Four!