Luyện nghe bài hát Rasing Hell

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