Up to No Good Livin’ Songtext
von Chris Stapleton

Wish I could come home from working
And not have her checking my breath
I′m tired of her turning her questions
Into the Gettysburg Address

There's no reason why she shouldn′t trust me
The fact that she don't make me mad
Can't count all the times that I′ve begged her
"Honey, just let my past be the past"

I used to drink like a fish
And run like a dog
Done a whole lotta shit not committed by law
People called me the Picasso-of-paintin′-the-town

But I've finally grown up, I′ve finally changed
And that someone I was is somebody I ain't
But she finds it hard to believe that she′s turned me around
I 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
Done a whole lotta shit not committed by law
People called me the Picasso-of-paintin'-the-town

But I′ve finally grown up, I′ve finally changed
And that someone 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 cuss like a sailor
And howl at the moon
And I woke up some morning 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