If You Got Troubles Songtext
von The Beatles
If You Got Troubles Songtext
If you′ve got trouble, then you got less trouble than me
You say you're worried, you can′t be as worried as me, oh
You're quite content to be bad
With all the advantage you had over me
Just cause your trouble and don't bring your troubles to me
I don′t think it′s funny when you ask for money and things
Especially when you're standing there
Wearing diamonds and rings, oh, oh
You think I′m soft in the head
Well, try someone softer instead anything
It's not so funny when you know what money can bring
You better leave me alone
I don′t need a thing from you
You better take yourself home
Go and count a ring or two
If you've got trouble, then you got less trouble than me
You say you′re worried, you can't be as worried as me
You're quite content to be bad
With all the advantage you had over me
Just cause your trouble and don′t bring your troubles to me
Ah, rock on, anybody
You better leave me alone
I don′t need a thing from you
You better take yourself home
Go and count a ring or two
If you've got trouble, then you got less trouble than me
You say you′re worried, you can't be as worried as me, oh
You′re quite content to be bad
With all the advantage you had over me
Just cause your trouble and don't bring your troubles to me
Just cause your trouble and don′t bring your troubles to me
You say you're worried, you can′t be as worried as me, oh
You're quite content to be bad
With all the advantage you had over me
Just cause your trouble and don't bring your troubles to me
I don′t think it′s funny when you ask for money and things
Especially when you're standing there
Wearing diamonds and rings, oh, oh
You think I′m soft in the head
Well, try someone softer instead anything
It's not so funny when you know what money can bring
You better leave me alone
I don′t need a thing from you
You better take yourself home
Go and count a ring or two
If you've got trouble, then you got less trouble than me
You say you′re worried, you can't be as worried as me
You're quite content to be bad
With all the advantage you had over me
Just cause your trouble and don′t bring your troubles to me
Ah, rock on, anybody
You better leave me alone
I don′t need a thing from you
You better take yourself home
Go and count a ring or two
If you've got trouble, then you got less trouble than me
You say you′re worried, you can't be as worried as me, oh
You′re quite content to be bad
With all the advantage you had over me
Just cause your trouble and don't bring your troubles to me
Just cause your trouble and don′t bring your troubles to me
Writer(s): John Lennon, Paul Mccartney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com