Trouble

Trouble - Josh White (喬什·懷特)

Written by：Trad White

Well I always been in trouble cause I'm a black skinned man

Said I hit a white man and they locked me in the can

They took me to the stockade wouldn't give me no trial

The judge said you black boy forty years on the hard rock pile

Trouble trouble sure won't make me stay

Trouble trouble jail break due someday

Wearin' cold iron shackles from my head down to my knee

And that mean old keeper he's all time kickin' me

I went up to the walker and the head boss too

Said you big white folks please see what you can do

Sheriff winked at the policeman said I won't forget you nohow

You better come back and see me again boy about 40 years from now

Went back to the walker he looked at me and said

Don't you worry about 40 cause in five years you'll be dead

Trouble trouble makes me weep and moan

Trouble trouble every since I was born

Trouble trouble sure won't make me stay

Trouble trouble jail break due someday

Jail break due someday

Jail break due someday