Whitesnake - Gold

Trouble

I was raised a gambler's son
And before I could walk
I had to learn how to run
And I never, never ever
Played a loaded dice
But, I rolled a lot of women
With a heart as cold as ice

On the run again
Looking for a place to hide
Everywhere I look, there is trouble
Always coming my way
(Ooh) Trouble always coming

Baby, I'm lonely
I'm out of control
I need someone to understand
The badness in my soul
Though, I never
I never stole another man's wife
But, I fooled around plenty enough
And I got what I paid for

On the run again
Looking for a place to hide
Everywhere I look, there is trouble
Trouble always coming my way

Uh, trouble

On the run again
Looking for a place to hide
Everywhere I look, there is trouble
Trouble always coming my way

I can't change my lowdown ways

Trouble always coming my way
Trouble always coming
Trouble always coming my way
Trouble always coming

I can't change my evil ways
Ooh yeah
Oh, mmm

Credits
Writer(s): David Coverdale, Bernard Marsden
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