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BOB DYLAN
Trouble
[ Shot Of Love ]
Trouble in the city, trouble in the farm
You got your rabbit's foot, you got your good-luck charm
But they can't help you, none when there's trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
Trouble in the water, trouble in the air
Go all the way to the other side of the world
You'll find trouble there
Revolution even ain't no solution for trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
Drought and starvation, packaging of the soul
Persecution, execution, governments out of control
You can see the writing on the wall, inviting trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground
You ever feel like you're never alone even when
There's nobody else around?
Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
Nightclubs of the broken-hearted, stadiums of the damned
Legislature, perverted nature, doors that are rudely slammed
Look into infinity, all you see is trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
You got your rabbit's foot, you got your good-luck charm
But they can't help you, none when there's trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
Trouble in the water, trouble in the air
Go all the way to the other side of the world
You'll find trouble there
Revolution even ain't no solution for trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
Drought and starvation, packaging of the soul
Persecution, execution, governments out of control
You can see the writing on the wall, inviting trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground
You ever feel like you're never alone even when
There's nobody else around?
Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
Nightclubs of the broken-hearted, stadiums of the damned
Legislature, perverted nature, doors that are rudely slammed
Look into infinity, all you see is trouble
Trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
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