Songtext von Troubles (Those Lonesome Kind)

Well you think you got troubles Man listen to me I'll tell you a story as it happened you see I got four little kids a-waiting at home My wife done packed her bags and gone She done moved on across the tracks And I know that girl ain't a-coming back CHORUS I got troubles Troubles on my mind Well I got troubles, hey those lonesome kind Every morning Å'bout 8 o'clock The kids start crying and they holler ³Pop, Where's my mama? Where's she gone? And when's my mama gonna come back home?² (CHORUS) My little girl is only three I picked her up and set her on my knee Try to soothe her crying but she cries too hard And the crying, oh daddy, well, oh Lord (CHORUS) I know my baby's too young to talk I sit and watch her try to walk She's turning around, watching the door And a big teardrop done hit the floor (CHORUS) Well I told you a story as it happened to me Just the way that it happened you see You got a good gal don't you do her no wrong She'll pack her trunk and then be gone Then you'll have troubles Troubles on your mind