Intro: G
w[G]ell my little brother's [Cadd9]raising hell living [Em]down in Texas
h[G]e probably ought to be i[Cadd9]n jail from the stor[Em]ies that he tells us
o[D]f whiskey nights and rodeos [Cadd9]the strippers down in Austin
h[G]e's had himself some r[D]eal good times if he could[Cadd9] just recall them[D]
n[G]ow his money's running[Cadd9] out and there's a job in his[Em] future
a[G]nd it's looking like[Cadd9] his rambling days are don[Em]e
s[D]o he's sizing up his choices and[Cadd9] a job just ain't one
h[Cadd9]e don't know which way to run
[G] [Cadd9] [Em]
A[G]s for you and winter, [Cadd9]it may be cold but that don'[Em]t stop the rain,
t[G]he holes up in your ro[Cadd9]of make keeping dry a losin[Em]g game
t[D]he stairwell's always wet , [Cadd9]but you wouldn't really mind if
t[G]he tears would dry up in your[D] crying [Cadd9]eyes[D]
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N[G]ow your boy, he's coming[Cadd9] home but that just ain't that[Em] good for you
s[G]tarted ending lo[Cadd9]ng ago you know that much is[Em] true
s[D]o dry your eyes and say goodbye b[Cadd9]ecause he just ain't the one
d[Cadd9]ecide which way to run
g[G]onna decide which[Cadd9] way to run[Em]
[G] [Cadd9] [Em]
a[G]s for me, the same [Cadd9]old shit keeps pulling me on [Em]down
I[G] never been quite ab[Cadd9]le to pick myself up off the [Em]ground
a[D]lways got big plans, b[Cadd9]ut they're always in the works
a[G]nd I swear they'll pa[D]y off if my luck don't g[Cadd9]ive out first[D]
w[G]ell here I am ag[Cadd9]ain I don't know if Im r[Em]ight
b[G]ut I can tell you t[Cadd9]hat Im having fu[Em]n
s[D]o I give it one more shot b[Cadd9]ecause this race, it ain't quite done
I[Cadd9] hit the ground and run
g[G]onna hit the gr[Cadd9]ound and run[Em]
g[G]onna decide whi[Cadd9]ch way to run[Em]
g[G]onna hit the gro[Cadd9]und and run[Em]
a[G]nd my little brother's rai[Cadd9]sing hell living do[Em]wn in Texas
w[G]ell my little brother's [Cadd9]raising hell living [Em]down in Texas
h[G]e probably ought to be i[Cadd9]n jail from the stor[Em]ies that he tells us
o[D]f whiskey nights and rodeos [Cadd9]the strippers down in Austin
h[G]e's had himself some r[D]eal good times if he could[Cadd9] just recall them[D]
n[G]ow his money's running[Cadd9] out and there's a job in his[Em] future
a[G]nd it's looking like[Cadd9] his rambling days are don[Em]e
s[D]o he's sizing up his choices and[Cadd9] a job just ain't one
h[Cadd9]e don't know which way to run
[G] [Cadd9] [Em]
A[G]s for you and winter, [Cadd9]it may be cold but that don'[Em]t stop the rain,
t[G]he holes up in your ro[Cadd9]of make keeping dry a losin[Em]g game
t[D]he stairwell's always wet , [Cadd9]but you wouldn't really mind if
t[G]he tears would dry up in your[D] crying [Cadd9]eyes[D]
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N[G]ow your boy, he's coming[Cadd9] home but that just ain't that[Em] good for you
s[G]tarted ending lo[Cadd9]ng ago you know that much is[Em] true
s[D]o dry your eyes and say goodbye b[Cadd9]ecause he just ain't the one
d[Cadd9]ecide which way to run
g[G]onna decide which[Cadd9] way to run[Em]
[G] [Cadd9] [Em]
a[G]s for me, the same [Cadd9]old shit keeps pulling me on [Em]down
I[G] never been quite ab[Cadd9]le to pick myself up off the [Em]ground
a[D]lways got big plans, b[Cadd9]ut they're always in the works
a[G]nd I swear they'll pa[D]y off if my luck don't g[Cadd9]ive out first[D]
w[G]ell here I am ag[Cadd9]ain I don't know if Im r[Em]ight
b[G]ut I can tell you t[Cadd9]hat Im having fu[Em]n
s[D]o I give it one more shot b[Cadd9]ecause this race, it ain't quite done
I[Cadd9] hit the ground and run
g[G]onna hit the gr[Cadd9]ound and run[Em]
g[G]onna decide whi[Cadd9]ch way to run[Em]
g[G]onna hit the gro[Cadd9]und and run[Em]
a[G]nd my little brother's rai[Cadd9]sing hell living do[Em]wn in Texas
