Randy Rogers Band - Look Out Yonder lyrics

Mama look out yonder comin down the road Well it looks to me to be half a mile or so His guitar strapped across his back, it's everything he owns Mama look out yonder comin down the road Daddy always said he had the makings of a fool He wouldn't listen to a word and he's broken every rule But he had the good sense to turn around and come back home And Mama look out yonder comin down the road He's a winner, he's a loser, he's a picker, he's a chooser He's a mover, he's a shaker, he's a giver, he's a taker He has no use for silver cause his heart's as pure as gold Mama look out yonder comin down the road All he ever needed were the clothes upon his back He never gave a tinkers damn and we'll damn sure give him that He always chose the rows he hoed and he carried his own load Mama look out yonder comin down the road He's a winner, he's a loser, he's a picker, he's a chooser He's a mover, he's a shaker, he's a giver, he's a taker He has no use for silver cause his heart's as pure as gold Mama look out yonder comin down the road