[Intro] Boots on the porch, dust on the door You know what we came here for [Verse 1] Mama said, “Girl, keep your name clean” I said, “I’m done with the in-between” Got a red bandana and a borrowed truck Two quarters left, but I’m still showing up You talk big from the passenger side I drive straight where the county lines divide No permission slip, no alibi If the night wants trouble, let it testify [Pre-Chorus] Clap once, let the whole room know Clap twice, now the pressure grows When that old screen door starts to shake There’s only one kind of choice to make [Chorus] Raise a little hell, raise a little hell Ring that bell till the backwoods swell Raise a little hell, raise a little hell If they want a story, give ’em one to tell Hands up high, let the good sense go Boot heels down when the low end rolls Raise a little hell, raise a little hell We came to leave a mark, not a wishing well [Verse 2] Banjo ticking like a warning sign Fiddle cuts through on the county dime Your old flame says I’m too much to handle I said, “Baby, I’m the spark near the gasoline candle” Got a little dirt on my Sunday dress Got a little truth under all this mess If the sheriff asks, I was nowhere near Just a voice in the dark and a ringing ear [Pre-Chorus] Clap once, let the whole room know Clap twice, now the pressure grows When that old screen door starts to shake There’s only one kind of choice to make [Chorus] Raise a little hell, raise a little hell Ring that bell till the backwoods swell Raise a little hell, raise a little hell If they want a story, give ’em one to tell Hands up high, let the good sense go Boot heels down when the low end rolls Raise a little hell, raise a little hell We came to leave a mark, not a wishing well [Bridge] I’ve been good till good got boring Kept my head down till my neck got sore Now the whole wide night is calling And I’m not apologizing anymore No, I’m not apologizing anymore [Final Chorus] Raise a little hell, raise a little hell Ring that bell till the backwoods swell Raise a little hell, raise a little hell If they want a story, give ’em one to tell Hands up high, let the good sense go Boot heels down when the low end rolls Raise a little hell, raise a little hell We came to leave a mark, not a wishing well [Outro] Raise a little hell That’s right Raise a little hell
