Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hard Working Americans
Hard Working Americans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevn Kinney
Kevn Kinney
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I grew up just west of the track
Holding me to hold me back
Around your door, she's calling out my name
She says, "Son, won't you go outside?
I've got a friend coming over tonight"
Seventh one in seven days
[Verse 2]
I go down to the parking lot
Hang out with all my friend
Roam the street till dawn comes round again
I come in at 3 a.m., she is waiting for me
She says, "Where have you been?"
I said, "I was out"
I said, "You're not good 'cause you're running without love"
[Verse 3]
I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my mama said
I'm going straight to Hell
I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my mama says
I'm going straight to Hell
[Verse 4]
Next door, a girl, she lives
About the same age as me
She asks me to come upstairs for a see
Just then, her mother burst in
She said, "You're that son of a bitch in the wind
Get outta my house, hit the road"
And I kept falling like a Rolling Stones song
[Verse 5]
I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my mama says
I'm going straight to Hell
I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my mama says
I'm going straight to Hell
[Verse 6]
Stars came out and warned me so
As I walked on down the road
Fifty bucks and a suitcase steered me clear
She took my hand as we walked in the sun
A new day's promise had begun
We'll make it alone, whether you like it or not
I turned around to shout it out
"Help me, Mother!"
[Verse 7]
I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my mama says
I'm going straight to Hell
I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my mama says
I'm going straight to Hell, Lord, Lord
[Verse 8]
I'm going straight to Hell
Just like my mama said
I'm going straight to
I'm going straight to
Oh, straight to Hell
Yes, I am
Oh Lord, I'm going straight to Hell
I'm going straight to Hell
Written by: Kevn Kinney
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