Trouble - Pony Boy

With eyes full of bourbon and a stomach full on sin

I’m looking for my baby in a hundred dollar bill

Oh well the levees busted open

Can you hear the dogs howl?

Oh trouble she’s a coming

She’s a coming round

If I could get a lifeboat

If I could find my tongue

And like lady Madonna

You see the damage is done

Oh when I’m under your spell again

Where the killing is fast

Oh trouble she’s a coming

She’s a coming at last

I got my eyes wide open

I got a dagger for a hand

And with a pocket full of nothing

I’ve come to steak my land

Oh when you come in the dead of night

I hear the thunder in the leaves

Oh trouble she’s a coming

She’s a coming for me