Lucero (US) - Raising Hell lyrics

well my little brother's raising hell living down in texas he probably ought to be in jail from the stories that he tells us of whiskey nights and rodeos the strippers down in austin he's had himself some real good times if he could just recall them now his money's running out and there's a job in his future and it's looking like his rambling days are done now's he's sizing up his choices and a job just ain't one he don't know which way to run as for you and winter, it may be cold but that don't stop the rain the holes up in your roof make keeping dry a losing game the stairwell's always wet but you wouldn't really mind if the tears would dry up in your crying eyes now your boy, he's coming home but that just ain't that good for you started ending long ago you know that much is true so dry your eyes and say goodbye because he just ain't the one decide which way to run gonna to decide which way to run as for me, the same old sh** keeps pulling me on down i never been quite able to pick myself up off the ground always got big plans but they're always in the works and i swear they'll pay off if my luck don't give out first well here i am again i don't know if i'm right but i can tell you that i'm having fun so i give it one more shot because this race, it ain't quite done i hit the ground and run gonna hit the ground and run gonna decide which way to run gonna hit the ground and run and my little brother's raising hell living down in texas