Текст Welshly Arms – Trouble

Dark clouds hanging round over my head
No rest, no rest

Taste so sweet I love her to death
But she don’t worry bout me

Locked up almost all my life
Don’t know when I’ll see the light

Keeps on hanging round over my head
Cause she don’t worry bout me

How can somebody be so cold
If you love me let me go

Trouble trouble trouble trouble
Don’t treat me like that

Trouble trouble trouble trouble

It’s in my blood
It’s in my veins
Even if I run
I can’t escape

Trouble trouble trouble trouble
Don’t treat me like that
Don’t treat me like that

Tears me up and breaks me down
Oh Lord oh Lord

Can’t nobody help me now
They don’t worry about me

Got to keep my head composed
Talking with the Holy Ghost

Keeps on hanging round over my head
Cause she don’t worry bout me

How can somebody be so cold

Trouble trouble trouble trouble

It’s in my blood
It’s in my veins
Even if I run
I can’t escape

Trouble trouble trouble trouble
Don’t treat me like that
Don’t treat me like that

It’s in my blood
It’s in my veins
Even if I run
I can’t escape

Trouble trouble trouble trouble
Don’t treat me like that
Don’t treat me like that

Don’t treat me like that