My In‐Laws Are Outlaws Songtext
von Travis Collins

Well, my in-laws are outlaws, so I stay on my toes
′Cause anything could happen, hey, anything could go
I have to lock up my old toolbox and hide all my fishing gear
'Cause my in-laws are outlaws and they ain′t wanted here

Oh, she may not look like Bonnie and he ain't exactly Clyde
And they don't carry tommy guns but they tote big pocket knives
I don′t turn my back for nothing and there′s nothing for me to fear
My in-laws are outlaws and they ain't wanted here (they ain′t wanted anywhere)


Well, I call 'em Mum and Dad and they both call me son
Well, I′d like to call 'em lots of things but I just bite my tongue
We say we love eachother but Lord knows we ain′t sincere
'Cause my in-laws are outlaws and they ain't wanted here

Because he drinks all my whiskey and she drinks all the wine
They tell us how to raise our kids while theirs are doin′ time
Well, they′ve worn out their welcome and my favourite easy chair
My in-laws are outlaws 'cause they ain′t wanted here

Well, I bet no one would miss them if they just happened to disappear (bye-bye)
Well, my in-laws are outlaws 'cause they ain′t wanted here
Yeah, my in-laws are outlaws, they ain't wanted here