Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Trouble, artist - Clint Black. Album song On Purpose, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 24.09.2015
Record label: Black Top
Song language: English
The Trouble |
| I’ve seen a puffed up chest |
| Barnyard’s gotta have three or four |
| And the cock of the walk |
| Is gonna bash your ears |
| He hurt that cock and blew for yours |
| This is ain’t that kinda trouble |
| This is something new |
| The kinda you wanna run away from |
| And the kind you wanna run into you |
| I ain’t never seen the likes of you |
| I never really wanted to |
| I guess I ought to be relieved at how much I hate this feeling |
| I had quite enough of you and everything you say and do |
| And mostly that you might be the T-R-O-U-B-L-E |
| I’m gonna get into |
| Too high in the saddle and too much spur |
| How could anybody get next to her? |
| She’s got a look he knows too well |
| Jumping Jackaroo won’t ring her bell |
| But this Jackaroo ain’t jumping |
| And he couldn’t be a pretty good hand |
| I’m thinking this could be something |
| Something I just can’t stand |
| Look at her standing there |
| Gotta be something wrong |
| Make you wanna stop and stare |
| And not wanna look too long |