Trouble’s Coming Songtext
von Jack Biilmann

I walk alone to where the wild wind blows
I′m howling with the dogs til I find back home
Cause I know, oh oh oh oh oh oh troubles coming
I got a black bird on my shoulder
His amber eyes see the world like mine
Cause I know, oh oh oh oh oh oh troubles coming
You know I feel it in my bones
I've seen your type before
A spades a spade I don′t get it wrong
I know, troubles coming
Not every snake does slither
I had a feeling about Mr charity man


Cause I know, oh oh oh oh oh oh troubles coming
You know I feel it in my bones
I've seen your type before
A spades a spade I don't get it wrong
I know, troubles coming, I know troubles coming
I never break bread with those who ain′t loyal
Wash my hands of the ones who don′t tell it like it is
As sure as the sun, my intuition sees it all
You know I feel it in my bones
I've seen your type before
A spades a spade I don′t get it wrong
I know, troubles coming, I know troubles coming, I know troubles coming