Trouble Songtext
von David Phelps

Trouble, (trouble)
I′m always finding
Trouble, (trouble)
No peace of mind just
Trouble, (trouble)
I guess I'm just the kind it follows

Oh, Father won′t you please forgive me for my wayward heart
It's been so long I can't remember how or where to start
But I fall down on my knees, I′m on my knees to beg for mercy
Oh

Trouble, (trouble)
I′m always finding
Trouble, (trouble)
No peace of mind just
Trouble, (trouble)
I guess I'm just the kind it follows
Trouble, (trouble), trouble, (trouble)


Oh, Jesus can You hear me when I call upon Your name
I curse the day I lost my soul to lust for wealth and fame
And now the only thing, the only thing I want is You to search me
Oh

Trouble, (trouble)
I′m always finding
Trouble, (trouble)
No peace of mind just
Trouble, (trouble)
I guess I'm just the kind it follows
(Trouble), trouble, (trouble), trouble

Oh, how I long to be free
(Lord),Lord, (Lord), Lord, please deliver me, from

Trouble
I′m always finding
Trouble, (trouble)
No peace of mind just
Trouble, (trouble)
I guess I'm just the kind it follows
Trouble, (trouble), trouble, (trouble)


(Trouble), trouble
Trouble, (trouble)
Trouble, oh, trouble
Oh