Luyện nghe bài hát Raising Hell

well my little raising hell
living in texas
he ought to be in jail
the stories that he tells us
of nights and rodeos
the strippers down in
he's had himself some real times
if he could just them

now his money's low and there's a job in his future
and it's looking his rambling days are done
now's he's up his choices and a job just ain't one
he'll which way to run

as for you and winter, it may be
but don't stop the rain
the holes up in roof
make dry a losing game
the stairwell's wet
but your if my
tears dry up in your crying eyes

now that boy, he's coming
but just ain't that good for you
starting in long ago
you know that is true
so dry eyes
and say
because he just the one
decide way to run
gonna to which way to run

as for me, the old shit
is me on down
i never quite able
to pick myself up off the
got big plans
but they're in the works
and i swear pay off
if my don't get out first

well i am again
i know if i'm right
but i can tell you i'm having fun
so i him one more shot
because this race, it ain't done
i hit the and run
gonna to hit the and run
gonna which way to run
to hit the ground and run

and my little brother's hell
living in texas