Well I'm going away to live
Won't be back no more
Going back down south, child
Lord now don't you worry ma
Woman, I'm trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Well I just can't be satisfied
Just can't keep on crying
Well I feel like snapping
Pistol in your face
Going to let some graveyard
Lord be your resting place
Woman I'm trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Yeah I just can't be satisfied
Just can't keep on crying
Yeah
Yeah I'm all in my sleep
Hear my doorbell ring
Looking for my baby
Lord seen a doggone thing
Woman I'm trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Yeah I just can't be satisfied
Just can't keep on crying
Yeah I know my little old babe
She gonna jump and shout
That old train be late, man
Lord I come walkin out
Woman I'm trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Yeah I just can't be satisfied
Just can't keep on crying
Well
