Chords for Travis Tritt - Trouble

[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Yeah!
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] Well, [C] I play an old guitar from nine till I [G] have that one. _
[D] I'm just trying to make a [C] living watching everybody [G] else having fun. _
[C] Well, I don't miss much if it happens on the [G] dance hall floor. _ _
[D] Mercy, [C] look what just walked in that [G] door. _
[C] Well, hello, G-R-O-U [G]-E-L-E. _
[D] Tell me what in the [C] world you're doing there, [G] O-E-D.
Yeah, [C] I say, hey, good L-O-O-K [G]-I-N-D. _ _
[D] Well, I [C] spell T-R-O-U-V-L-E. _
[G] Yeah.
_ I was a little gritty baby when my papa hit the skid.
My mama had a time, time to raise nine kids.
She told me not to stare cause the pussy pulled the light.
She did the best she could to try to raise me [C] bright.
But mama never told me about nothing after [G] Y-O-U.
_ [D] Bet your mama must have [C] been another good-looking [G] honey too.
_ [C] Hey, hey, good L-O-O-K [G]-I-N-D.
_ [D] Well, I spell [C] T-R-O-U [G]-V-L _ [Gm]-E.
[C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] Woo!
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[Gm] _ _ _ Well, _ _ _
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_ _ [G] _ you're sweet-talking, sexy-walking, honky-tonking, baby.
The men are gonna love you and the women gonna hate you.
Reminding them of everything they're never gonna be.
Maybe the beginning [E] of a world war breed.
[C] Oh, the world ain't ready for nothing like a Y-O [G]-U.
_ I bet [D] your mama must [C] have been another good-looking mama [G] too.
_ Hey, say [C] hey, good L-O-O-K-I-N [G]-D.
_ [D] Well, I spell [C] T-R-O-U-V-L-E.
[G] I spell hey.
_ I spell hey.
_ I spell hey.
_ I spell hey.
Well, _ [D] I spell T [C]-R-O.
_ [Dm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ Woo!
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