Connie Converse - Trouble lyrics
[Connie Converse - Trouble lyrics]
World's been upside down
And if you don't stop troubling me
You'll drive me out of town
But, if you go away as trouble ought to do
Where will I find another soul
To tell my trouble to?
Then my bed is made of stone
A star has burnt my eye
I'm going down to the willow tree
And teach her how to cry but, if you go away
As trouble ought to do
Where will I find another soul
To tell my trouble to?
They bid me wear my hat
Put on a nice new gown
I tossed my bonnet over the roof and
I guess it won't come down
But, if you go away as trouble ought to do
Where will I find another soul
To tell my trouble to?