Chords for I'm Troubled. Doc Watson
Tempo:
59.05 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [D]
[G] [D]
A meeting is a [G] pleasure and a parting [D] is grief, but a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
A thief can but rob [G] and take what you say, but a false-hearted lover takes you to your grave.
I'm trouble, I'm trouble, [G] I'm [D] trouble and my life's trouble, don't kill [A] me Lord, I'll
live a [D] long time.
[G] [D]
The grave will decay [G] you and turn you [D] to dust, ain't a girl in a million that a poor boy can trust.
They'll hug you, they'll kiss you, they'll tell you more lies than the cross-eyes on
the railroad or the stars in the sky.
I'm trouble, I'm trouble, [G] I'm [D] trouble and my life's trouble, don't kill [A] me Lord, I'll
live a [D] long time.
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
I'm going to Georgia, [G] I'm going to [D] Rome, I'm going to Georgia, gonna make it my home.
I'm going to build me a [G] cabin on the mountain [D] so high where the wild birds and turtle doves
can hear my sad cry.
I'm trouble, I'm [G] trouble, I'm trouble [D] and my life's trouble, don't kill me Lord, I'll
live a long time.
[G] [D]
A meeting is a [G] pleasure and a parting [D] is grief, but a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
A thief can but rob [G] and take what you say, but a false-hearted lover takes you to your grave.
I'm trouble, I'm trouble, [G] I'm [D] trouble and my life's trouble, don't kill [A] me Lord, I'll
live a [D] long time.
[G] [D]
The grave will decay [G] you and turn you [D] to dust, ain't a girl in a million that a poor boy can trust.
They'll hug you, they'll kiss you, they'll tell you more lies than the cross-eyes on
the railroad or the stars in the sky.
I'm trouble, I'm trouble, [G] I'm [D] trouble and my life's trouble, don't kill [A] me Lord, I'll
live a [D] long time.
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
I'm going to Georgia, [G] I'm going to [D] Rome, I'm going to Georgia, gonna make it my home.
I'm going to build me a [G] cabin on the mountain [D] so high where the wild birds and turtle doves
can hear my sad cry.
I'm trouble, I'm [G] trouble, I'm trouble [D] and my life's trouble, don't kill me Lord, I'll
live a long time.
Key:
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A
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A meeting is a [G] pleasure and a parting [D] is grief, but a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
A thief can but rob [G] and take what you say, but a false-hearted lover takes you to your grave.
I'm trouble, I'm trouble, [G] I'm [D] trouble and my life's trouble, don't kill [A] me Lord, I'll
live a [D] long time. _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _
The grave will decay [G] you and turn you [D] to dust, ain't a girl in a million that a poor boy can trust.
They'll hug you, they'll kiss you, they'll tell you more lies than the cross-eyes on
the railroad or the stars in the sky.
I'm trouble, I'm trouble, [G] I'm [D] trouble and my life's trouble, don't kill [A] me Lord, I'll
live a [D] long time. _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _
I'm going to Georgia, [G] I'm going to [D] Rome, I'm going to Georgia, gonna make it my home.
I'm going to build me a [G] cabin on the mountain [D] so high where the wild birds and turtle doves
can hear my sad cry.
I'm trouble, I'm [G] trouble, I'm trouble [D] and my life's trouble, don't kill me Lord, I'll
live a long time.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
A meeting is a [G] pleasure and a parting [D] is grief, but a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
A thief can but rob [G] and take what you say, but a false-hearted lover takes you to your grave.
I'm trouble, I'm trouble, [G] I'm [D] trouble and my life's trouble, don't kill [A] me Lord, I'll
live a [D] long time. _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _
The grave will decay [G] you and turn you [D] to dust, ain't a girl in a million that a poor boy can trust.
They'll hug you, they'll kiss you, they'll tell you more lies than the cross-eyes on
the railroad or the stars in the sky.
I'm trouble, I'm trouble, [G] I'm [D] trouble and my life's trouble, don't kill [A] me Lord, I'll
live a [D] long time. _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _
I'm going to Georgia, [G] I'm going to [D] Rome, I'm going to Georgia, gonna make it my home.
I'm going to build me a [G] cabin on the mountain [D] so high where the wild birds and turtle doves
can hear my sad cry.
I'm trouble, I'm [G] trouble, I'm trouble [D] and my life's trouble, don't kill me Lord, I'll
live a long time.