God Don’t Wait for Outlaws

“They say God’s got patience for every man… Guess He’s still waitin’ on me.”

I’ve prayed in bars, I’ve sinned in pews, Walked both sides of holy truth. Kissed the cross, broke the vow, And I ain’t seen His mercy now.

The sky’s been quiet far too long, I hear my name but not His song. If grace was meant for men like me, It got lost somewhere past mile three.

’Cause God don’t wait for outlaws, He just lets the wind decide. We ride through fire and empty laws, Till even faith gets tired. Yeah, God don’t wait for outlaws — He lets the storm baptize.

I’ve seen angels with whiskey eyes, Blessed in smoke and alibis. They said “turn back,” I said “too late,” There’s blood and truth on both my gates.

The road remembers every prayer, That died before it reached the air. And somewhere out where heaven fades, The Lord still weighs the mess He made.

“He don’t chase men like me… He just waits for the dust to settle.”

’Cause God don’t wait for outlaws, He don’t send no sign. We make our peace with the dirt and blood, And call that righteous time. Yeah, God don’t wait for outlaws — He lets the silence shine.

’Cause God don’t wait for outlaws, We ain’t lookin’ for crowns. We ride till the light burns out, And never turn around. Yeah, God don’t wait for outlaws — He just writes our names in sound.

“If He ever finds me… tell Him I never stopped ridin’.”

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