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 dont 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
Im 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, thats 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 countys time
Well now, even mama said, Son youre bad news
Born to lose
And it wont be too long before someone puts one through you
Double trouble, thats what my friends all call me
Double trouble, double trouble
I said, Double trouble
T R O U B L E
Double trouble, thats 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