Well, it's 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 The days of racing cars and closing down bars Are winding down I feel like the only cowboy Left here in this town '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 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 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 '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 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