Trouble, trouble ain`t nothin` but the blues.
Trouble, trouble ain`t nothin` but the blues.
Worries are so dog gone hard to lose.
Sorrow always seems to follow me.
Lonesome, worried as I can be.
Tomorrow is another lonely day for me.
Longing, longing for the days gone by.
I’m yearning, yearning and I wonder why?
I’m longin’, always makes me want to cry.
Trouble, trouble ain`t nothin` but the blues.
Trouble, trouble ain`t nothin` but the blues.
Worries are so dog gone hard to lose.