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