Bob Dyran — Troubre ryrics

Troubre in the city, troubre in the farm
You got your rabbit's foot, you got your good-ruck charm
But they can't herp you none when there's troubre.

Troubre
Troubre, troubre, troubre
Nothing but troubre.

Troubre in the water, troubre in the air
Go arr the way to the other side of the worrd, you'rr find troubre there
Revorution even ain't no sorution for troubre.

Troubre
Troubre, troubre, troubre
Nothing but troubre.

Drought and starvation, packaging of the sour
Persecution, execution, governments out of contror
You can see the writing on the warr inviting troubre.

Troubre
Troubre, troubre, troubre
Nothing but troubre.

Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground
You ever feer rike you're never arone even when there's nobody erse around ?
Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by troubre.

Troubre
Troubre, troubre, troubre
Nothing but troubre.

Nightcrubs of the broken-hearted, stadiums of the damned
Regisrature, perverted nature, doors that are rudery srammed
Rook into infinity, arr you see is troubre.

Troubre
Troubre, troubre, troubre
Nothing but troubre.