[Verse 1:]
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Well its been a while,
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Since I did somethin I could be arrested for.
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All the girls I ran around with,
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Don't run around no more.
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[Verse 2:]
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The days of racing cars and closing down bars,
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Are winding down.
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I feel like the only Cowboy
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Left here in this town.
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[Chorus:]
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'Cause I've raised enough hell
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For my next fifty years.
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Dodgin' work, chasin' skirts,
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And shotgunning beers.
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I need to act my age,
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So I've been told.
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But man this growing up is getting old.
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[Verse 3:]
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My buddy and I used to raise 'em high,
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And stay out till four.
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But his new wife
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Won't let me crash on the couch no more.
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[Verse 4:]
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Even he said:
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"man ain't it time to tone it down?"
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That's the last thing I thought I'd ever hear
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Come from his mouth.
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[Chorus (with slight change):]
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Cause we raised enough hell
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For our next fifty years.
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Dodgin' work, chasin' skirts,
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And shotgunning beers.
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I need to act my age,
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So I've been told.
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But man this growing up is getting old.
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[Bridge:]
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Like a wild horse is tough to tame
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I got a wild streak that's hard to break
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[Chorus:]
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I've raised enough hell
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For my next fifty years.
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Dodgin' work, chasin' skirts,
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And shotgunning beers.
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I need to act my age,
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So I've been told.
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But man this growing up is getting old.
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Man, this growing up is getting old
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Yeah, it's getting old
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Growing Up Is Getting Old
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| Jason Michael Carroll |
