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Trouble
Travis Tritt
Well I play an Cold guitar from nine till half past o-Gne
I'm just try-Din' to make a livin' watching ever-Cybody else havin' f-Gun
Well I d-Con't miss much if it happens on a dancehall fl-Goor
Me-Drcy look what j-Cust walked through that d-Goor
CG
Tell me w-Dhat in the world
You doin' CA-L-O-N-GE
Yeah say Chey good L double O-K-I-N-GG
DCG
GI was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
GMama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
GShe told me not to stare cause it was impolite
GShe did the best she could to try to raise me right
Caus-Ce mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-GU
Bet your m-Dama musta been another g-Cood lookin' honey t-Goo
I said Chey good L double O-K-I-N-GG
DCG
Lead
CGDCG
GWell a sweet talkin', sexy walkin', honky tonkin' baby
GThe men are gonna love ya and the woman gonna hate ya
GRemindin' them of everything they're never gonna be
GMay be the beginning of a world war three
Cause the Cworld ain't ready for nothing like Y-O-GU
I bet your Dmama musta been another go-Cod lookin' mama to-Go
Yeah say Chey good L double O-K-I-N-GG
DCG
GI said hey
GI said hey
GI said hey
GI said hey
GI said hey
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CG
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