Don’t care about what I’ve become Everybody thought that I’d be done Don’t ever need no sympathy Playin the game until we won Always askin where the hell we from Tellin me I'm never gone be none Oh now you’re really so sick of me Take a shot I don’t mean guns They’ll never understand it But this is where I landed I’ve been a loner for a while Not worried bout my flaws They say that I’ma bandit No Tryn to tell me I must go Packed my bags I'm on the road Catch me runnin wit the outlawz Might hang around in that old bar Might sit around with my guitar Who cares about what you think of me Everyone knows I go hard Might sip right out of that glass jar Might whip around in that fast car Oh you got a problem with drinkin please I don’t care if I go far