Growing Up is Getting Old

Verse 1: Well its been a while Since i did somethin I could be arrested for All the girls I ran around with Don't run around no more Verse 2: The days of racing cars and closing down bars Are winding down I feel like the only Cowboy Left here in this town Chorus: Cause I've raised enough hell For my next fifty years Got to work chasin' skirts And shotgunning beers I need to hang my hat So I've been told But man this growing up is getting old Verse 3: My buddy and I used to raise 'em high And stay out till four But his new wife Won't let me crash on the couch no more Verse 4: Even he said: "man ain't it time to tone it down?" That's the last thing I thought I'd ever hear Come from his mouth Chorus (with slight change): Cause we raised enough hell For our next fifty years Got to work chasin' skirts And shotgunning beers I need to hang my hat So I've been told But man this growing up is getting old Chorus: We raised enough hell For our next fifty years Got to work chasin' skirts And shotgunning beers I need to hang my hat So I've been told