Letras
My mother was a nightclub singer 'til she found the Lord
She and Daddy laid me in the backseat of a Ford
She tried to teach me right from wrong
But we always seemed to disagree
'Cause I've always been in trouble
And trouble's always been in me
At sweet sixteen I ran away and promptly got arrested
For mouthing off at the police down at the Greyhound station
I got kicked out of three high schools
Trying to get my rock 'n' roll degree
'Cause I've always been in trouble
And trouble's always been in me
They said sit down, I stood up
Turn it down, I turned it up
Don't bite the hand, I sunk my teeth in deep
One day the devil parked his limo right out on my curb
He offered fame and fortune, more than I had ever heard
I signed away my soul foolishly
Thinking I'd just won the lottery
'Cause I've always been in trouble
And trouble's always been in me
On tour in Cleveland, Ohio after we caused a riot
Some Sons of Bikers bought us shots and took us to their hideout
All night it snowed, when I awoke
Had half a banjo tattooed on my knee
'Cause I've always been in trouble
And trouble, it ain't nothing to me
They said sit down, I stood up
Turn it down, I turned it up
Don't bite the hand, I sunk my teeth in deep
Oh
Well, I have a few regrets but they don't add up to a minute
Que sera sera, whatever will be when I'm finished
I cannot help myself every time I hear you play your tambourine
'Cause I've always been in trouble
And trouble's always been in me
'Cause I've always been in trouble
And trouble's always been in me
'Cause I've always been in trouble
And trouble has always been in me
Oh