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