Verse 1 Had a porch swing creakin’, evenings slow, Coffee on the table, nowhere to go, House knew my footsteps, walls knew my name, Every day rolled by lookin’ mostly the same. Then a flash of orange, trouble in his eyes, Came into our world like a small wildfire. Chorus He’s my red-headed stepchild, yeah, born to roam, They say red heads are mischief, can’t leave well enough alone, Acts up, runs wild, heart made of spark, Stole him as a baby, now he’s stolen my heart. Turned my quiet life upside down, that’s true, Name’s Rosco… yeah, Rosco’ll do that to you. Verse 2 They warned me ‘bout the temper and the restless ways, How he’d raise a little chaos in ordinary days, Knock things over just to see ‘em fall, Rule the whole house like he owns it all. But when the night gets heavy, and the world feels wrong, He settles right in like he’s been there all along. Chorus He’s my red-headed stepchild, trouble and grace, Got a mind of his own and a bold little face, Full of mischief, fire, and unearned pride, Yeah he runs this place, no shame, no lie. Turned my quiet life upside down somehow, Name’s Rosco—and I wouldn’t change him now. Bridge Yeah, love shows up in the strangest ways, Sometimes loud, sometimes sideways, You don’t plan it, you just hold on tight, Laugh at the mess and call it life. Final Chorus He’s my red-headed stepchild, wild and free, A little orange miracle that found his way to me, Acts up, stirs dust, keeps me on my toes, But he’s family now, heaven knows. Yeah, my quiet life? Long gone, no doubt, Thanks to Rosco… wouldn’t live without. Outro Yeah Rosco… Red-headed and runnin’ the house.