
时间:2013-07-28
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曲:Campbell/Sayer/Potashnick
Trouble don't live here no more they told me that he cut himself loose
Mama says he never coming back he's out there killin' the blues yeah
Told me once that he never could sleep had the same dream every night
Saw the face of the woman he loved but she never looked into his eyes
Trouble never stayed in no jail saw a hole in the fence and he ran
Bloodhounds on his scent for days but they never found nothin' they never found nuthin'
Word spread about his evil ways and people spoke about him like he was dead
Reverend Jones took my Mama aside pray God they put a bullet in the poor boys' head
Lord when the Lord has left me
Oh all of my trouble
Oh all of my trouble
Oh all of my trouble
Trouble was my only friend
Trouble was a praying man I would see him down there on his knees
White knuckles on a shaking fist crying up to the lord to be free yeah
Then one time I saw that freedom come when he lifted me out of my chair
He said little boy you made your daddy a man now listen I ain't going anywhere
No no
Lord when the lord has left me
Oh all of my trouble
Oh all of my trouble
Oh all of my trouble
Trouble was my only friend
Trouble was a force of life when he showed me how to walk on this earth
Said always look with a loving eye but don't you ever forget your own worth
Son
And when I asked him if he ever did see that dark-haired beauty of his dreams
He said son I feel in every single beat of my heart one day she's gonna look at me
Yes she will
Lord when the lord has left me
Lord when the lord has left me
Oh all of my trouble
Oh all of my trouble
Oh all of my trouble
Trouble was my only friend
Oh all of my trouble
Oh all of my trouble
Oh all of my trouble
Trouble was my only friend