Mama says that I drink too much Daddy don't like the cussin' when I sing Got a good girl missin' me back home Yeah, I'm stretched pretty thin today So, I'll keep treadin' water like I'm breathing through a straw You still think I'm an outlaw Who can tell me what's an outlaw Well, I'm not for certain, but I can tell you what it ain't, son It ain't hats, tats, a sound or in between It's about not being wanted where you want to be So, I'll keep treadin' water like I'm breathing through a straw You still think I'm an outlaw Well, I know I'm no different, I'm just a troubadour looking for A rhyme or a reason that I think is worth rhyming for Say, I'm too Idaho for Texas and I'm too Texas for Tennessee So, I'll do my own thing And there's that outlaw in me Mirror, mirror what do you see Is that the boy that I used to be Is it the man of yesterday But his soul went and withered away So, I'll keep on treadin' water like I'm breathing through a straw You still think I'm an outlaw Well, I know I'm no different, I'm just a troubadour looking for A rhyme or a reason that I think is worth rhyming for Say, I'm too Idaho for Texas and I'm too Texas for Tennessee So, I'll do my own thing And is that outlaw in me Well, I know I'm no different, I'm just a troubadour looking for A rhyme or a reason that I think is worth rhyming for But I'm too Idaho for Texas and I'm too Texas for Tennessee So, I'll do my own thing And is that outlaw in me