Up to No Good Livin’ by Chris Stapleton
Album : From A Room: Volume 1
Released : 2017
Genre : Country
Label : Mercury Nashville
Wish I could come home from workin’
And not have a chick in my breath
I’m tired of her turnin’ her questions
Into the Gettysburg address
There’s no reason why she shouldn’t trust me
The fact that she don’t makes me mad
I can’t count all the times that I begged her
Honey just let my past be the past
I used to drink like a fish and run like a dog
I’ve done a whole lotta *** not permitted by law
People call me the Picasso of painting the town
I’ve finally grown up, and I’ve finally changed
And that somebody I was is somebody I ain’t
But she finds it hard to believe that she’s turned me around
You know, I’ll probably die before I live all my
Up to no good livin’ down
I gave up on bringing her flowers
That just kept making things worse
I ain’t been guilty of nothing
But being the man she deserves
I used to drink like a fish and run like a dog
I’ve done a whole lotta *** not permitted by law
People call me the Picasso of painting the town
I’ve finally grown up, and I’ve finally changed
And that somebody I was is somebody I ain’t
But she finds it hard to believe that she’s turned me around
You know, I’ll probably die before I live all my
Up to no good livin’ down
I used to curse like a sailor and howl at the moon
And I woke up some mornings with I don’t know who
But I never dreamed back then I’d have to pay for it now
You know, I’ll probably die before I live all my
Up to no good livin’ down
Yeah, I’d hate to die before I live all my
Up to no good livin’ down.
[Thanks to “Phil Campeau” for correcting these lyrics)