Raising Hell Intro: G G Cadd9 Em well my little brother's raising hell living down in Texas G Cadd9 Em he probably ought to be in jail from the stories that he tells us D Cadd9 of whiskey nights and rodeos the strippers down in Austin G D Cadd9 D he's had himself some real good times if he could just recall them G Cadd9 Em now his money's running out and there's a job in his future G Cadd9 Em and it's looking like his rambling days are done D Cadd9 so he's sizing up his choices and a job just ain't one Cadd9 he don't know which way to run G Cadd9 Em G Cadd9 Em As for you and winter, it may be cold but that don't stop the rain, G Cadd9 Em the holes up in your roof make keeping dry a losing game D Cadd9 the stairwell's always wet , but you wouldn't really mind if G D Cadd9 D the tears would dry up in your crying eyes G Cadd9 Em Now your boy, he's coming home but that just ain't that good for you G Cadd9 Em started ending long ago you know that much is true D Cadd9 so dry your eyes and say goodbye because he just ain't the one Cadd9 decide which way to run G Cadd9 Em gonna decide which way to run G Cadd9 Em G Cadd9 Em as for me, the same old shit keeps pulling me on down G Cadd9 Em I never been quite able to pick myself up off the ground D Cadd9 always got big plans, but they're always in the works G D Cadd9 D and I swear they'll pay off if my luck don't give out first G Cadd9 Em well here I am again I don't know if I?m right G Cadd9 Em but I can tell you that I?m having fun D Cadd9 so I give it one more shot because this race, it ain't quite done Cadd9 I hit the ground and run G Cadd9 Em gonna hit the ground and run G Cadd9 Em gonna decide which way to run G Cadd9 Em gonna hit the ground and run G Cadd9 Em and my little brother's raising hell living down in Texas
