[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.

But man this growing up is getting old.