Going to Louisiana, baby, behind the sun If the river was whiskey and I was a diving duck You know I just found out My trouble's just begun I'm going to New Orleans get me a Mojo Hand I would swim to the bottom Drink myself back up I'm gonna get you

I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good You had to be a nasty girl and try to play me I could forgive the past, but I never forget it I cheated myself Like I knew I would

Keep'n it real Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future Though they know they gotta struggle To all my homies working on the 9 to 5 And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble Although sometimes I know it seems impossible There

My troubles test me on the daily They say that only God can save me I think I'm slowly going under But I won't ever tell my brother And now I wonder where's the good gone? 'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?

I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good You had to be a nasty girl and try to play me I could forgive the past, but I never forget it I cheated myself Like I knew I would

Still trying to find a place to land Still tryin' to find a place to land See I've never had any trouble falling I'm just trying to find a place to land I dip my toe in the water Before I know it I'm in over my head I try and warm my self by the fire But

No, I won't be afraid Just as long, just as long Just as long as you stand by me Now darling, darling Whenever I'm in trouble I need just a little helping hand When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only

Castaway-going at it alone Castaway-now I'm on my own I'm on a mission Into destination unknown An expedition Onto desolation road (where I'm a...) Lost and found, trouble bound,

And let bygones be bygones and troubles be long gone And if I never told you how I feel about you, I'm telling you now So much has been unspoken along the way Hearts have healed and hearts have broken in the pain of yesterday Gone are the shadows and

Get, get, get, get, get out and push And now we're wasting time Same old pickup lines And you keep trying Don't waste time I can almost taste it All right, you sinners, swing! Danger in the rear view mirror There's trouble in the wind Badness bringing up