Trouble Brother Songtext
von Robert Bradley
Trouble Brother Songtext
Trouble brother
You know it′s got no color man
Trouble brother
You know it's one to another
Trouble known all over the world
Trouble made for every boy and girl
Trouble known all over the sea
Trouble made for you and me
Trouble brother
You know it′s got no color man
Trouble brother
You know it's one to another
Trouble made for the average youth
Trouble made for those young inside too
Trouble known high and low
Trouble made for in and out the door
Trouble brother
You know it's got no color man
Trouble brother
You know, one to another
Down in the White House
Down in the poor house, down on the street
Where the folks meet, on the TV, look at me
Everywhere I go, trouble I know
Trouble brother
You know it′s got no color man
Trouble brother
You know it′s got no color man
Trouble known all over the world
Trouble made for every boy and girl
Trouble known all over the sea
Trouble made for you and me
Trouble brother
You know it's got no color man
Trouble brother
You know it′s got no color man
Down on the corner, if you wanna
Down in the town, I gotta get on down
Carry my gun, my papa's son
Trouble brother got no color
In the White House, in the poor house
On the street where folks meet
Got no color man, trouble brother
Got no color man
Down on the street, where folks meet
On the corner, baby if you wanna
I gotta get on down, I gotta get on down
You know it′s got no color man
Trouble brother
You know it's one to another
Trouble known all over the world
Trouble made for every boy and girl
Trouble known all over the sea
Trouble made for you and me
Trouble brother
You know it′s got no color man
Trouble brother
You know it's one to another
Trouble made for the average youth
Trouble made for those young inside too
Trouble known high and low
Trouble made for in and out the door
Trouble brother
You know it's got no color man
Trouble brother
You know, one to another
Down in the White House
Down in the poor house, down on the street
Where the folks meet, on the TV, look at me
Everywhere I go, trouble I know
Trouble brother
You know it′s got no color man
Trouble brother
You know it′s got no color man
Trouble known all over the world
Trouble made for every boy and girl
Trouble known all over the sea
Trouble made for you and me
Trouble brother
You know it's got no color man
Trouble brother
You know it′s got no color man
Down on the corner, if you wanna
Down in the town, I gotta get on down
Carry my gun, my papa's son
Trouble brother got no color
In the White House, in the poor house
On the street where folks meet
Got no color man, trouble brother
Got no color man
Down on the street, where folks meet
On the corner, baby if you wanna
I gotta get on down, I gotta get on down
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