well i m going away to live won t be back no more going back down south child lord don t you worry bout woman i m trouble trouble and all worried mind well i just can t be satisfied just can t keep on crying well i feel like snapping pistol in your face going to let some graveyard lord be your resting place woman i m trouble trouble and all worried mind yeah i just can t be satisfied just can t keep on crying yeah i m all in my sleep hear my doorbell ring looking for my baby lord seen a doggone thing woman i m trouble trouble and all worried mind yeah i just can t be satisfied just can t keep on crying yeah i know my little old babe she gonna jump and shout that old train be late man lord i come walking out woman i m trouble trouble and all worried mind yeah i just can t be satisfied just can t keep on crying well