I'm Tired of Trouble

Tired of so much trouble
Trouble I’ve been havin' all my days
Tired of so much trouble
Oh Lord, had it all my days
Some time I be troubled
And the woman, gonna take poor Lightnin' to his grave
I told my mama I was in trouble
Something I didn’t want her to know
Told poor mama I was in trouble, yeah, yeah
Boys, I went as fast as I could go
Mama said, «son, you in home now
I’ll pray you don’t be trouble no more»