I Run With Trouble lyrics

I have cornbraids in my hair

Rags are tied to hold them there

Sometimes my daddy makes me laugh

I run with trouble, trouble

City streets, that's where I learn

Play with fire, you get burned

When the heat was on, I turned

Turned to trouble, trouble

And Mama, she's so tired

I ask her questions

She can't explain

Sometimes my mama eases trouble

But it's trouble just the same

I have walked a bitter line

Chosen second over cheap wine

Still, I look for brighter times

I run with trouble

Trouble is my friend

And Mama, she's so tired

I ask her questions

She can't explain

Sometimes my mama eases trouble

But it's trouble just the same

I am young but I am wise

All man's pain is in my eyes

That my daddy can't disguise

I run with trouble

Trouble is my friend