T-R-O-U-B-L-E

G INTRO: C G Well, I play an old guitar from nine till a-half past one D C G I'm just tryin to make a livin watchin everybody else havin fun C G Well, I don't miss much if it happens on the dance hall floor D C G Mercy, look what just walked through that door C G Well hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E D C G Tell me what in the world are you doin A-L-O-N-E? C G D Say hey good L-double-O-K-I-N-G. Yea, I smell C CCG T-R-O-U-B-L-E G I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids Mama had a time tryin to raise nine kids She Told me not to stare cause it was IM-PO-LITE She did the best she to could try to raise me right C G But mama never told me 'bout nothin like Y-O-U D C G Bet your momma musta been another good looking honey too C G D C G Hey, hey good L-double-O-K-I-N-G. Well, I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E CGDCG CGDCG ________________ G Well you're a sweet talkin' sexy walkin, honky-tonkin' baby The men are gonna love ya, and the women gonna hate ya Remindin them of everything they're never gonna be It may be the beginnin of a world war three C G Cause the world ain't ready for nothing like a Y-O-U D C G Bet your momma musta been another good looking momma too C G D Hey, I say hey good L-double-O-K-I-N-G. Well, I smell C CC T-R-O-U-B-L-E G I said hey. I said hey. I said hey. I said hey. I said hey. D C CCG I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E