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