He's never been far from trouble
Trouble is as loyal as a dog
He drinks in the muddy water

And he sleeps in the hollow log

His troubles all have mirrors

And they double up the size
His problems all have patches
And they cover up his eyes


It's like that old expression
All roads lead to Rome

You see he comes from trouble
And he's always going home
He's always going home


So he can't see for looking
He's become a lightning rod

He walk with the clouds of thunder
Which don't strike him now as odd


Accidents will happen
Much more frequently with him
Trouble is a trusted friend


Chorus


Addiction in the bloodstream
Chasing fascination's choice
Born of a desperation

There's a mean edge to his voice

As a snake he would have curves

On both sides of the law
As a rule he'll catch his prey
And he's bound to eat it raw


He's never been far from trouble
He lives an inch from his demise

Pushes his luck right to the edge
Pulls the bull over your eyes


Money slips through his fingers
He owes everyone he knows
Still and all it's good to see him come

A little better when he goes

Chorus