Man in Trouble Blues

Lyrics
People people, gather round Let me tell you 'bout a man in trouble A man in trouble is got big trouble, woman trouble Looka here There's a man walkin' slow He's got problems and this I know The man's in a lot of trouble, it's plain to see And I'm so glad, so glad the man ain't me He may be rich, he may be poor This I don't really know for sure But the man's got tears, you hear me, he's got tears in his eyes And it's so sad, so sad to see a grown man cry I asked this man, I said "mister, mister, what is wrong?" He said, "my woman, my know good woman done my wrong" She stole my money, she ran out on me Left me all alone, all alone in all this misery Ain't that a shame? Ain't that a shame? Oh my goodness So county jail, people here I come Confessin' to the wrong I done My woman's dead, dead, dead on that barroom floor She won't do me wrong no more, no more, no more You see, when your woman do you wrong You've got nothing else to live for So you feel like you're in trouble Feel like the whole world has turned you down Ain't got a friend in the world And all the money, the riches in the world Can't take the place of that woman So what do you do? You blast her, you blast her just like this man did You blast her down She'll pay for your crying County jail, here I come Confessin' to the wrong I've done My woman's dead on the barroom floor She won't do me wrong no more, no more, no more No more Man in trouble, the man, the man The man is in trouble He's in trouble, people
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Credits
- Writers
- Roy Brown