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Woke up this morning happy as could be |
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Looked out my window and what did I see? |
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A comin' up my sidewalk just as plain as day |
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A well a here come trouble that I never thought I'd see |
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When you went away |
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Hello trouble, come on in, you talk about heartaches |
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Where'n the world ya been? |
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I ain't had the miseries since you been gone |
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Hello trouble, trouble, trouble, welcome home |
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We'll make a pot of coffee and you can rest your shoes |
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A you can tell me them sweet lies and I'll listen to you |
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For I'm just a little part of, of the life you've lived |
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But I'd rather have a little bit of trouble |
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Than to never know the love you give |
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Hello trouble, come on in, you talk about heartaches |
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Where'n the world ya been? |
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I ain't had the miseries since you been gone |
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Hello trouble, trouble, trouble, welcome home |
