Trouble Songtext
von Bob Dylan

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
Yeah, yeah


Trouble
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Nothin′ but trouble

Trouble, ooh yeah
Trouble
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Nothin' but trouble
Oh yeah, trouble