A red headed stranger from Blue Rock Montana rode into town one day
And under his knees was a raging black stallion and walkin' behind was a bay

The red headed stranger had eyes like the thunder his lips they were sad and tight
His little lost love lay asleep on the hillside and his heart was heavy as night

Don't cross him don't boss him he's wild in his sorrow he's ridin' and hidin' his pain
Don't fight him don't spite him let's wait till tomorrow maybe he'll ride on again

Ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies somewhere deep down in their soul

Well the honky - tonks in Texas were my natural second home
Where you tip your had to the ladies and the rose of San Antone
I grew up on music that we called Western Swing

It don't matter who's in Austin, Bob Wills is still the king

Well if you've ain't never been there then I guess you ain't been told
That you just can't live in Texas unless you got a lot of soul