Lyrics
Intro
Some things never change...
Verse 1
Grew up on the stories and the old outlaw songsDaddy’s boots by the door and the nights that ran longWhiskey on the table, trouble in the airLearned real early how to live without a care
Chorus
Still raising hellLike the ones beforeWhiskey in my veinsAnd I wouldn’t ask for more
Verse 2
City boys can talk but they don’t understandA country heart beats louder with a bottle in handPickups and backroads, moonlight on the pinesThis is how we live it, one hell-raising time
Chorus
Still raising hellLike the ones beforeWhiskey in my veinsAnd I wouldn’t ask for more
Bridge
They can call it crazy, they can call it wrongBut this family fire keeps burning strong
Chorus
Still raising hellLike the ones beforeWhiskey in my veinsAnd I wouldn’t ask for more