Story Behind The Song
Our own kids!
Song Description
A wild child gets his just reward. How past becomes prologue.
| Song Length |
3:12 |
Genre |
Country - Rock, Country - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Instrumental |
| Mood |
Amiable, Content |
Subject |
Baby, Children, Fun |
| Similar Artists |
Garth Brooks, Poison |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Nothin' But Trouble
I was back of the bus, not head of the class
Call me the teachers pet, you can kiss my a**
Soon as recess came, my feet hit the floor
I saw the teacher shake her head as I walked through the door, She Said...
(Chorus)
That boy ain't nothin' but trouble
He won't amount to a hill of rubble
Don't mean to be the one to burst your bubble
But, man, that boy ain't nothin'... but trouble!
Mary-Lou was the Prom Queen, she was a sight
I snuck her out her bedroom window last Saturday night
When I dropped her off later 'bout a quarter to five
I could hear her Daddy screamin' as I pulled out the drive, He said...
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
The day I left home, Daddy pulled me aside
He said, "Raisin' you, boy, been a hell of a of a ride"
"Son , this ain't a curse, but this much is true,"
"Someday you'll have a boy who'll be just like you..."
Now I'm a grown man, every wild seed sown
Got a beautiful wife, and a boy of my own
He's a wild one, with one thick hide
And everybody says he gets it from his father's side, they say...
(Chorus)