Lyrics Trouble Man - Waylon Jennings

Trouble Man

I was so ugly the doctor slapped my momma when I was born
Then he took out his pocket knife and cut off my horns
He said, «Lady if you ain’t already picked out a name
Go ahead on and call him Trouble Man»
He’s gonna be wild
I’m giving you warning
He’s gotta have room
Keep an eye on him
I grew up with long and lean and hungry looks
I learned you can’t go nowhere when you go by the book
People all around me earthbound, I learned how to fly
Upside, downside, outside, sailing on by
Out of my reach
Out of my hands
Out of control
Trouble Man
I’ve been so far in all directions as you can get
I ain’t never had enough of anything yet
I have women that tore me apart without any reason
I say, «Baby I don’t get mad I just get even»
I don’t explain
If you don’t understand
I’m my own man
Trouble Man
Trouble man