Woman Trouble Blues — текст песни (Whitesnake)

(coverdale/vandenberg)



The womans name was trouble,

She put the blame on me

I asked her what her game was,

She said "misery"

I didnt ask no questions,

I did not even pray

When the angel on my shoulder

Said I should walk away



You promised me heaven,

But, you gave me hell,

Cut me down to the bone

With your kiss and tell

Nobody listens to a word I say,

Still Im gonna curse you, woman,

til my dying day



I should have known better

With a girl like you

You shame the devil

With the things you do

I was blind, now I see

A lying woman be the death of me



I got woman trouble blues,

Woman trouble blues



You told me it was meant to be,

But, all you did was put the hurt on me

You made my life a living hell,

And drowned my dreams in the wishing well



Ive got woman trouble blues,

Woman trouble blues



There aint no doubt Im going down



The womans name was trouble,

She put the blame on me,

I gave her what she wanted

And I got misery

Now I dont take much persuading,

At times Im easily led,

Im gonna find myself in a prison cell

Thro the lying things she said



Ill stand accused on judgement day,

And pray the lord hears what I say

All my life I never learned,

I played with fire and I got burned



Woman trouble blues,

I got woman trouble blues

Woman trouble blues,

Mean ol woman trouble blues