On That Note: T-R-O-U-B-L-E

I had nothing last night but ".....woke up this morning" and this popped into my head over coffee.

But I woke up this mornin'
You were on my mind
And you were on my mind
Hey, I got troubles, oh-whoa
I got worries, oh-whoa
I got wounds to bind

 
Trouble's comin' without control
No one's stayin' that's got a hope
Hurricane at the very least
In the words of the gypsy queen....

 
I was born one morning, it was drizzling rain
Fighting and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an old mama lion
Can't no high-toned woman make me walk the line

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