Trouble

Trouble trouble all around my shoes
Trouble trouble all around my shoes
I wish this god damn rain
Would come and wash away my blues

I wake up in the morning feeling half past dead
Women yells at me get your drunk ass out of bed trouble
Trouble all around my shoes
I wish this god damn rain
Would come and wash away these blues

Well I drag my ass to work gonna make my pay
The man hands me a pink slip says son just go away trouble
Trouble all around my shoes
I wish this god damn rain
Would come and wash away my blues



Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Severin
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