Trouble

I was raised a gamblers son

And before I could walk,

I had to learn how to run.

And I never, never ever

Played a loaded dice.

But, I rolled a lot of women

With a heart as cold as ice.

On the run again

Looking for a place to hide,

Everywhere I look there is trouble,

Always coming my way,

Trouble always coming my way.

Baby Im lonely, Im out of control,

I need someone to understand

The badness in my soul.

Though I never, I never

Stole another mans wife

But, I fooled around plenty enough

And I got what I paid for.

On the run again

Looking for a place to hide,

Everywhere I look there is trouble,

Trouble always coming my way.

Trouble.

(solo)

On the run again

Looking for a place to hide,

Everywhere I look there is trouble,

Trouble always coming my way.

Trouble always coming my way, trouble always coming...