Troubadour of Troubled Souls Songtext
von Struggle Jennings

Troubadour of troubled souls
Where I′m going
Nobody knows
Ain't got no line
Can′t see no road
Flames are high
The trail is cold

I'ma tell the story for the ones who can't
′Cause their phones off and their rent is late
Or they locked away in that ten by eight
So keep your politics, this ain′t for debate

I'm gonna clean my slate by being honest
Heart on my sleeve, pride in my pocket
Yeah, I had it all but I also lost it
I may have made millions, never turned a profit

Foster care and some drug addiction
A box Chevy with no air conditioning
DCS and FBOP
Yeah, I fought ′em all, now I'm finally free


Troubadour of troubled souls
Where I′m going
Nobody knows
Ain't got no line
Can′t see no road
Flames are high
The trail is cold

Troubadour of troubled souls
Where I'm going
Nobody knows
Ain't got no line
Can′t see no road
Flames are high
The trail is cold

Still losing friends to them overdoses
Healing words from this broken poet
Yeah, I drink tequila on a daily basis
Get paranoid and then alienated

The hood callin′ like "Bro, you made it"
Check to check is such an understatement
I get 50 racks to spend 65
Put it on the line to keep the dream alive

Try to keep the faith when all hope is gone
I'm still going through it so you′re not alone
Got my kids back and just bought a home
So I'ma show the side that′s not often shown


Troubadour of troubled souls
Where I'm going
Nobody knows
Ain′t got no line
Can't see no road
Flames are high
The trail is cold

Troubadour of troubled souls
Where I'm going
Nobody knows
Ain′t got no line
Can′t see no road
Flames are high
The trail is cold

Troubadour of troubled souls
He's just a story teller
I′m just a story teller for the ones that have been through shit
And haven't gave up
Or maybe felt like they were about to give up
And found that strength either in my music
Or in the inspiration that I′ve given

I feel like I am the poet of the broken
I'm, I′m the voice to the ones that wanna get it right
But have obstacle and obstacle in front of them
And, and I have the chance to show them that
All those obstacles can be overcome

Troubadour of troubled souls
Where I'm going
Nobody knows
Ain't got no line
Can′t see no road
Flames are high
The trail is cold

Troubadour of troubled souls
Where I′m going
Nobody knows
Ain't got no line
Can′t see no road
Flames are high
The trail is cold