Anybody help this old trouble man
Anybody out there that understands

See my life or just what it is
Anybody know how this trouble man feels?


I was born in the slums,
In a world with no love
How could a child so young go from so much

In so little time
And I didn't have much, but I grind to make a change
And just when I take a step in the right way,

My problems would come again
So what am I? Cursed
Or really something I deserve

I'm too young, too old to quit
See this ain't my life, who's is this?


Whoa,
Anybody help this old trouble man
Anybody out there that understands

See my life or just what it is
Anybody know how this trouble man feels?
Anybody help this old trouble man

Anybody out there that understands
See I fell and I just need a hand
Anybody know how this trouble man feels?


Now I thought I was good
And my feet on solid ground

I took the best punches that life had to offer
Until it knocked me down
I gotta get up, cause the ?

Gotta pick myself up and dust myself up
So my son could have a win
Don't wanna be just

Is that asking too much
Just want a chance to help myself
Don't need nothing more, don't want nothing less


Whoa,
Anybody help this old trouble man

Anybody out there that understands
See my life or just what it is
Anybody know how this trouble man feels?

Anybody help this old trouble man
Anybody out there that understands
See I fell and I just need a hand

Anybody know how this trouble man feels?

As I look at my life tell me who hell I blame?

And if I listen would things be the same
But through it all, I carry the weight
I have no time to worry about what people say

I get weak, less rolling mistakes
I wanna give up, leaving less?
I don't wanna struggle no more

I ain't?
I'm tired of fighting, will someone help me
Whoa, trouble man, whoa, damn.