And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

Bad luck don't bother me I'm used to misfortune, baby Used to the bitter end I'm used to trial and troubles 'Cause I never had a friend--bad luck Well, well, bad luck Well, I'm used to trial and troubles I'm used to takin' beatings Used to being alone

Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat Living in a glass house Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat Once again I'm in trouble with my only friend She is papering the window panes She is putting on a smile Once again packed like frozen

Free like the river Flowing freely through infinity Free to be sure of What I am and who I need not be Free from all worries Worries prey on oneself's troubled mind Freer than the clock's hands Tickin' way the times Freer than the meaning of free that

And it's not so far to go to find trouble. Ginger dyed her hair red to it her name Burny pocked his arms with a pack of camel lights Long sleeves outdoors to keep the kids from crying And ginger climbed the high wire just to make them cheer. Trapeze

Well it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise Well don't go around tonight I see the bad moon arising I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see those bad times today Don't go around tonight I hear hurricanes a

Can you see his silhouette? And I've got my mind, made up this time 'Cause there's a menace in my bed Go on and light a cigarette, set a fire in my head Let's cause a little trouble Oh, you make me feel so weak I bet you kiss your knuckles Right before

Through the prettiest country From Georgia to Tennessee My troubles behind me I'm alive and I'm free Who wouldn't want to be me I got no money in my pockets I got a hole in my jeans We're on the wheels of an angel This road keeps windin'

I'm a live wire (Live wire) Hotter than the rolling dice If your lookin' for trouble I'm the man to see If you're looking for satisfaction There's satisfaction guaranteed Oh, I was cool as a bunny on ice Send you to heaven take you to hell

Waste my time on you, evil mama Why would you think, that I would ever wanna Oh mama, sneakin' up on me in the black of night Oh mama, turn my back just when you twist the knife Oh mama, I see trouble brewing in your eyes, eyes Oh mama, I won't ever let