T R O U B L E

Trouble Travis Tritt Well I play an old guitar from nine till half past o-ne I'm just try-in' to make a livin' watching ever-ybody else havin' f-un Well I d-on't miss much if it happens on a dancehall fl-oor Me-rcy look what j-ust walked through that d-oor Chorus Well hello T-R-O-U- Tell me w-hat in the world You doin' Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N- Well I smell T-R-O-U- 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 Caus-e mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-U Bet your m-ama musta been another g-ood lookin' honey t-oo I said hey good L double O-K-I-N- Well I smell T-R-O-U- Lead 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 go-od lookin' mama to-o Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N- Well I smell T-R-O-U- I said hey I said hey I said hey I said hey I said hey I smell T-R-O-U-