TROUBLE
(Jule Styne / William Ellis)


Ray Price - 1968





I woke up this morning feeling so fine
Swore off the women and I swore off the wine
Drank up my coffee put on my shoes
Walked out the door whistlin' now I'm singing the blues

Trouble (Trouble) here comes trouble (Trouble)
You spell it W-O-M-A-N
She winds me around her finger
And I've got troubles again

Everyone tells me that she's no good 
Yeah but she's living here in my neighborhood
There in the window of blue number three
If I don't look for trouble it looks for me

Trouble (Trouble) here comes trouble (Trouble)
You spell it W-O-M-A-N
She winds me around her finger
And I've got troubles again






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle  - July 2012)