paroles de chanson Straight To Hell (Full Length Version) - Darius Rucker , Charles Kelley , Jason Aldean , Luke Bryan

I grew up just west of the tracks
Holding me to hold me back
Around your door she's calling out my name
She said: Son, won't you go outside?
I got a man coming over tonight
The seventh one in seven days
So I go down to the parking lot
And hang around all my friends
And roam the streets 'til dawn breaks again
I come in at 5 a.m.
And she is waitin' for me
She said: Where have you been?
I said: I was out
She said: You're no good 'cause
You're runnin' without love
And I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my momma said
I'm going straight to Hell (to Hell, woohoo)
I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my momma said
I'm going straight to Hell
(Oh, and I'm gonna burn it down, baby)
The black widow and the ladies man
Met down at the laundromat
And tried to make me understand
The neighbors were all in a stir
About what they might have heard
And runnin' down they shouted, so it seemed
Next door a girl she lived, about the same age as me
And asked me to come upstairs for a seat
And just then, her mother bursts in
And said: You're the son of that bitch in the wind
Get out of my house, and hit the road
And I kept falling like a Rolling Stones song
'Cause I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my momma said
I'm going straight to Hell
Yeah, I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my momma said
I'm going straight to Hell
The stars came out and warmed me so
As I walked on down the road
50 bucks and a suitcase steered me cleer
She took me in as we walked into the sun
A new day's promise had just begun
We'll make it alone whether you like it or not
And I turned around and shouted: Help me momma
'Cause I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my momma said
I'm going straight to Hell
Oh yeah, I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my momma said
I'm going straight to Hell
(Oh boys, sing it one more time now)
I'm going straight to Hell
Ooh, just like my momma said
I'm goin' straight to Hell
(Oh Lord help us)
(Yeah, I'll bring the whiskey boys)
(Y'all taking me with ya)
(Help me Jesus, help me Jesus)
(We all are)
(Oh)