Red Bandana Songtext
von Jarrod Morris

Hangin around under east Texas pines
Shootin′ at the stars with our colt 45's
Puttin on a show and livin′ it free
If you hear a rebel yell it's cause the bars we bleed
And then we're gone, gone
We got them gypsy souls, they don′t wanna go home

Big Montana little red bandana
Marshall Tucker playin′ on our radio
I couldn't stand her so I left Louisana
North bound to yellowstone row
And it′s blue lights and steel nights, don't know which is home
But the preacher′s gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas
But you′ll worry bout it when you're old
So I guess we'll worry about when we′re old


Feeling that cold in your lungs when you′re breathin
Light up a smoke for all the different seasons
Turn up the music loud, til all the whiskey's down
Girls are all dancing as the men stomp the ground
And then we′re gone, gone
We got them gypsy souls yeah, they don't wanna go home

Big Montana little red bandana
Marshall Tucker playin′ on our radio yeah
I couldn't stand her so I left Louisana
North bound to yellowstone row
And it′s blue lights and steel nights, don't know which is home
But the preacher's gonna tell us you′re a rowdy bunch of fellas
But you′ll worry bout it when you're old yeah
We got them gypsy souls, and they don′t wanna go home

Big Montana little red bandana
Marshall Tucker playin' on our radio
I couldn′t stand her so I left Louisana
North bound to yellowstone row
And it's blue lights and steel nights, don′t know which way is home
But the preacher's gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas
But you′ll worry bout it when you′re old
Yeah the preacher's gonna tell us you′re a rowdy bunch of fellas
But I guess you can worry bout it when you're old