Trouble

I was raised a gambler's 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 I'm lonely, I'm out of control,

I need someone to understand

The badness in my soul

Though I never, I never

Stole another man's 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

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...