[Verse 1 - Chris Stapleton deep powerful gravelly baritone] Blacked-out diesel rumbling down I-35 Scanner popping, blue lights riding my taillight No-knock raid hit the farm at 3 a.m. But they can’t kill what’s already dead inside this skin [Verse 2 - Zach Bryan raw emotional] Did my time for some weed they still call a crime Came home to tents on the corner and billionaires getting by Whole damn system’s rigged from the courts to the line That old restless hunger still eating me alive [Verse 3 - Tyler Childers high-lonesome storytelling drawl] Watched my small town gutted out and sold for parts Pills on every corner tearing families apart They call it progress while they strip us to the bone But some ghosts refuse to stay in the ground alone [Verse 4 - Jelly Roll gritty raspy intensity] Cameras watching every move, every breath I take Social scores and algorithms deciding my fate They think they broke us but the fire don’t quit Same blood as the ones who never learned to submit [Chorus - All four voices uniting, massive powerful group harmony] We are the highwaymen, still running through the night Fiddle screaming wild, banjo cutting like a knife Deep bass thumping, shaking everything in sight Outlaws eternal, death can’t end this fight One more run, one more mile, one more stand Living dark and wild across this broken land [Instrumental Break] [Fiery fiddle solo over driving banjo rolls and deep thumping bass, train-beat stomping hard, full band building tension] [Bridge - All voices layered, intense and raw] Bury us, raid us, watch us on the screen The outlaw spirit keeps coming back mean [Final Chorus - Full explosive group harmony, maximum power and dance energy] We are the highwaymen, still running through the night Fiddle on fire, banjo raging, bass pounding the fight Outlaws forever, shadows running in our veins We’ll dance on their graves in the pouring rain
