| The girl I loved, she sure was pretty,
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| but always runnin' round.
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| She finally ran off with a boy from the city,
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| and I ain’t got trouble now.
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| I ain’t got trouble now,
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| no I ain’t got trouble now.
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| I had it before, and I’ll have some more,
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| but I ain’t got trouble now.
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| Spent ten years breakin' my back,
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| for the meanest man in town.
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| Today I walked out and I ain’t goin' back,
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| and I ain’t got trouble now.
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| I ain’t got trouble now,
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| no I ain’t got trouble now.
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| I had it before, and I’ll have some more,
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| but I ain’t got trouble now.
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| Had an ol' rust bucket and four ball tires,
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| always breaking down.
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| Been walkin' every day since it caught on fire,
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| and I ain’t got trouble now.
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| I ain’t got trouble now,
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| no I ain’t got trouble now.
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| I had it before, and I’ll have some more,
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| but I ain’t got trouble now.
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| Now I got no ride, I got no money,
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| and there ain’t no girls in this town.
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| But the whiskey goes down, smooth as honey,
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| and I ain’t got trouble now.
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| I ain’t got trouble now,
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| no I ain’t got trouble now.
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| I had it before, and I’ll have some more,
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| but I ain’t got trouble now. |