Trouble (Live at the BBC / 16th June 1970)

Trouble, oh, trouble, set me free

I have seen your face and it's too much, too much for me

Trouble, oh, trouble, can't you see?

You're eatin' my heart away and there's nothing much left of me

I've drunk your wine, you have made your world mine

So won't you be fair? So won't you be fair?

I don't want no more of you, so won't you be kind to me?

Just let me go where, I'll have to go there

Trouble, oh, trouble, move away

I have seen your face and it's too much for me today

Trouble, oh, trouble, can't you see?

You have made me a wreck, now won't you leave me in my misery

I've seen your eyes and I can see death's disguise

Hangin' on me, hangin' on me

I'm beat, I'm torn, shattered and tossed and worn

Too shocking to see, too shocking to see

Trouble, oh, trouble, move from me

I have paid my debt, now won't you leave me in my misery?

Trouble, oh, trouble, please be kind

I don't want no fight and I haven't got a lot of time