Well, I was raised up by a simple manI grew up with a gun in my handTaught me how to love and how to fightTaught me what's wrong, taught me what's rightSaid, you don't have the choice to chooseYou do what you can and don't ever loseJust remember even when I'm dead and gone
: In the later verses, the narrator reflects on his own life—having a family and "calloused hands" from hard work—and passing the same lessons of integrity and empathy down to his children. Bryan Martin – Everyone's an Outlaw Lyrics - Genius Well, I was raised up by a simple
Well, the times are changing but not for meI got my own home now and a familyTwo callused hands and some old work bootsBusted my ass, paid my duesTell my kids every nightTry to see the world through your neighbor's eyesAnd make a difference if you can taught me what's rightSaid