Trouble

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