Travis Tritt - T R O U B L E Chords

               C                                     G 
Well I play an old guitar from nine till half past o-ne

             D                                  C                   G 
I'm just try-in' to make a livin' watching ever-ybody else havin' f-un

         C                                              G  
Well I d-on't miss much if it happens on a dancehall fl-oor

   D               C                         G  
Me-rcy look what j-ust walked through that d-oor


Chorus

                                                                     
                                                                     

     C                 G
Well hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E

          D                
Tell me w-hat in the world 


          C       G                                             
You doin' A-L-O-N-E                                             

         C                         G 
Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G 


     D           C       G 
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E 


G                                                   
I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids

G                                        
Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids

G                                             
She told me not to stare cause it was impolite

G                                                  
She did the best she could to try to raise me right


     C                                           G
Caus-e mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-U

           D                        C                   G 
Bet your m-ama musta been another g-ood lookin' honey t-oo

       C                         G    
I said hey good L double O-K-I-N-G    

     D           C       G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E


Lead

            
            

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G                                                     
Well a sweet talkin', sexy walkin', honky tonkin' baby

G                                                    
The men are gonna love ya and the woman gonna hate ya

G                                                  
Remindin' them of everything they're never gonna be

G                                        
May be the beginning of a world war three



          C                                      G
Cause the world ain't ready for nothing like Y-O-U

           D                          C                  G
I bet your mama musta been another go-od lookin' mama to-o

         C                         G    
Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G    

     D           C       G 
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E 



G         
I said hey

G         
I said hey

G         
I said hey

G         
I said hey

G         
I said hey                                                                    
                                                                      


D           C       G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E