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When trouble started, it stopped at my front door I've had more troubles than ever in my life before I wonder why trouble keeps on worryin' me I'd just soon have my body, baby, buried in the sea I had trouble this mornin', mailman didn't leave no mail I can't see my baby, she's all locked up in jail I wonder why trouble keeps on worryin' me I'd just soon have my body, baby, buried in the sea (Play it Mr. Daddy. Lord, I'm so blue!) When trouble starts, it lasted so long Look like everything happen, and everything goes wrong I wonder why trouble keeps on worryin' me I'd just soon have my body, baby, buried in the sea Tell me, baby, what trouble have done to me Come and got my regular, then took my used-to-be I wonder why trouble keeps on worryin' me I'd just soon have my body, baby, buried in the sea
Writer(s): Francis Hillman Scrapper Blackwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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