Travis Tritt - T r o u b l e

Well I play an ^Cold guitar from nine till half past o-^Gne I'm just try-^Din' to make a livin' watching ever-^Cybody else havin' f-^Gun Well I d-^Con't miss much if it happens on a dancehall fl-^Goor Me-^Drcy look what j-^Cust walked through that d-^Goor

Well ^Chello T-R-O-U-B-L-^GE Tell me w-^Dhat in the world

You doin' ^CA-L-O-N-^GE Yeah say ^Chey good L double O-K-I-N-^GG

Well ^DI smell T-R-^CO-U-B-L-^GE ^GI was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids ^GMama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids ^GShe told me not to stare cause it was impolite ^GShe did the best she could to try to raise me right

Caus-^Ce mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-^GU Bet your m-^Dama musta been another g-^Cood lookin' honey t-^Goo I said ^Chey good L double O-K-I-N-^GG Well ^DI smell T-R-^CO-U-B-L-^GE

^GWell a sweet talkin', sexy walkin', honky tonkin' baby ^GThe men are gonna love ya and the woman gonna hate ya ^GRemindin' them of everything they're never gonna be ^GMay be the beginning of a world war three

Cause the ^Cworld ain't ready for nothing like Y-O-^GU I bet your ^Dmama musta been another go-^Cod lookin' mama to-^Go Yeah say ^Chey good L double O-K-I-N-^GG Well ^DI smell T-R-^CO-U-B-L-^GE

^GI said hey ^GI said hey ^GI said hey ^GI said hey ^GI said hey

^DI smell T-R-^CO-U-B-L-^GE