T-R-O-U-B-L-E Chords by Travis Tritt

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_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] I'm trying to make [C] a living watching everybody [G] else having fun.
[C] Well I don't miss much if it happens on [G] the dance hall floor.
_ _ [D] Mercy, [C] look what just walked [G] through that door.
_ [Gm] [C] Well, hello T-R-O-U [G]-V-L-E.
_ [D] Tell me what in the world [C] you doing there, [G] O-M-G.
_ Well, [C] I say, hey good as ever, O-M [G]-G.
_ _ [D] Well, I smell T [C]-R-O-U-V-L-E.
[G] I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skid.
Mama had a time trying to raise my kids.
She coming up the stairs cause it was important life.
She did the best she could, they tried to raise me [C] right.
Mama never talked about nothing after [G] Y-O-U. _
[D] Well, Mama, Mama, there [C] ain't no good looking [G] honey tree. _
Hey, [C] _ O-K-Y-M [G]-G. _
[D] Well, I smell [C] T-R-O [G]-U-V-L _ -E.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] Well, the streets talk of sexy walking, honky-tonking, baby.
Men are gonna love you and the women gonna hate you.
[Gm] Reminding them a baby [Bm] can't and never [Dm] gonna be.
Maybe from the beginning [Gm] of the world we'll agree.
[C] Cause the world ain't ready for nothing like [G] a Y-O-U.
_ [D] I bet your mama must have [C] been another good looking [G] mama too.
[Gm] Hey, [C] S-H-A-X-L-O-O-J-I [G]-N-G.
_ [D] Well, I smell T [C]-R-O-U-V-L-E.
S [G]-H-A-X _ _ _ -L-O-O-J-I-N-G.
_ _ _ _ [D] I [C] smell T-R-O-U-V-L-E.
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