Eleven times I been busted
eleven times I been to jail
Some of the times I been
there nobody could go my bail
Well it seems to me Lord
that this ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush
and come out smelling like sh
Those misters dressed in blue
never done so right by me
Some of the times I was innocent
but the judge said Guilty
I'm not one to complain
now son I tell you true
Tell the truth boy tell the truth
When the black cat cross your trail
Lord it comes in misery times two
Misery times two
Double trouble that's what
my friends all call me
Double trouble double trouble
I said Double trouble
T R O U B L E
Double trouble
Well I was born down in the gutter
with a temper as hot as fire
Spent ninety days on a peat farm
just doin' the county's time
Well now even mama said
Son you're bad news
Born to lose
And it won't be too long before
someone puts one through you
Double trouble that's what
my friends all call me
Double trouble double trouble
I said Double trouble
T R O U B L E
Double trouble that's what
my friends all call me
Double trouble double trouble
I said Double trouble
T R O U B L E
Double double trouble trouble
Double double trouble trouble
Double double trouble trouble
Double double trouble trouble