The Mother of Trouble

Album cover art for "The Mother of Trouble" by Vance Gilbert

Vance Gilbert - Pop

The Mother of Trouble

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Duration: 4:00

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Mother of trouble called Said she was doing fine Right up to the time of the lineup Somebody picked him clean Out of the crowd Recognized his shirt and shoes For crying out loud He admitted that he did it In fact he seemed proud Released into my custody What do I do with him now? [Chorus] Tell me, Mrs. Trouble Do you keep a gun in your house Secure and locked Safe from your children In its own metal box Combination known To you and you alone? [Verse 2] The mother of trouble sees A baby through her precinct eyes The flickering fluorescent sings A song they've sung a million times She recalls a pluck the wings Off of flies kind of thing Thought she had a little scientist No one recognized this 'til he was Way too far gone, way too strong Way too big for reason [Chorus] Tell me, Mrs. Trouble Do you keep a gun in your house Secure and locked Safe from your children In its own metal box Combination known To you and you alone? [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] The mother of trouble called said "He looks so quiet like A peaceful trip back in time Like when he was a baby sleeping" She made him a sandwich Gave him a good night kiss Now there's cordite on her hands And a hole in his chest The size of my fist Officer said, "This looks open and shut She got the right to stay silent" Then came the click of the cuffs, click of the cuffs [Chorus] Tell me, Mrs. Trouble Do you keep a gun in your house Secure and locked Safe from your children In its own metal box Combination known To you and you alone? [Outro] You and you alone You and you alone You and you alone

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  • Vance Gilbert