T-R-O-U-B-L-EÂÂ
(Jerry Chesnutt)
Well I play an old guitar from nine till half past one
I'm just tryin' to make a livin' watching everybody else havin' fun
Well I don't miss much if it happens on a dancehall floor
Mercy look what just walked through that door
Well hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Tell me what in the world
You doin' A-L-O-N-E
Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
She told me not to stare cause it was impolite
She did the best she could to try to raise me right
Cause mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-U
Bet your mama musta been another good lookin' honey too
Hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well a sweet talkin', sexy walkin', honky tonkin' baby
The men are gonna love ya and the woman gonna hate ya
Remindin' them of everything they're never gonna be
May be the beginning of a world war three
Cause the world ain't ready for nothing like Y-O-U
I bet your mama musta been another good lookin' mama too
Hey say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I said hey
I said hey
I said hey
I said hey
I said hey
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
'P' is Still Free
TO EASE MY SORROW
BUT YOU TOOK YOUR LIFE
AWAY ALONG WITH MINE
I FEEL IT IN MY SPINE
THE URGE TO KNOW WHY
DID YOU BLEED THROUGH WOUNDS
THAT COULD NEVER MEND?
BURN MY HAND
TEAR ME DOWN
SO ALL MY FEARS
CAN HIT THE GROUND
THE TRACE I TAKE AFTER
COULD NO LONGER MATTER
AS YOU TEACH ME NOT TO SEE,
NOT TO CRY, NOT TO SAY GOODBYE
I KEEP YOU INSIDE
YOU KNOW, THERE’S NO SPITE
I SIMPLY WISH YOU COULD MAKE ME
UNDERSTAND SOMEHOW
DOES IT MAKE ANY SENSE NOW?