Trouble Is - Justin Townes Earle

Got a good job waitin' for me up in Chicago, yeah

I don’t start in two weeks the day after tomorrow

Now I’m all packed up, ready to go

Only trouble is, ain’t got no wheels to roll

My crazy next door lady always givin' me the evil eye

She says she don’t like me but won’t tell me why

Says she feels she need to watch me day 'n' night

Only trouble is, that bitch is right

Trouble in love, trouble in life

Trouble by day, trouble by night

Trouble is yours, trouble is mine

Trouble is truth, trouble can lie

So give me a new suit or wing leather boots buffed to a high shine

New brim, and a Cadillac to drive

Get me all dressed up like a Saturday night

Only trouble is, same old shit inside