You never picked no peaches never rode no boxcar train
Never worked out on the road gang or slept out in the rain
But when you see a good man have to struggle sweat and strain
When a man can't feed his children don't it make you stop and think

Are they gonna make us outlaws again
Is that what it's comin' to my friend
I can see why pretty boy floyd done the things he did
Are they gonna make us outlaws again

I'll tell you folks there's trouble and tension everywhere
Everybody's askin' where's it gonna end
There ain't nobody answered there ain't nobody there
I'll tell you folks there's trouble there's trouble everywhere