� Trouble you will find, no matter where you go, oh, oh No matter if it's fast, no matter if it's slow, oh, oh The eye of the storm or the cry in the mud, oh, oh You're fighting for a while, but you start to lose control, oh, oh He's not on the floor, he's not in my home He waits in the wings, he's got to play a part Trouble is a friend, yeah, trouble is a friend of mine, oh � Trouble is a friend, but trouble is a soul, oh, oh And no matter what I feed him, he always seems to grow, oh, oh Trouble is a friend, but trouble is a soul, oh, oh And no matter what I feed him, he always seems to grow, oh, oh He sees what I see and he knows what I know, oh, oh So don't forget as you ease on down the line He's not on the floor, he's not in my home He waits in the wings, he's got to play a part Trouble is a friend, yeah, trouble is a friend of mine, oh After I've got me a lot of food, he takes his body on I won't lie to him that I'm a sucker for a drum Trouble is a friend, yeah, trouble is a friend of mine, oh He's a, he's a, he's a, he's a, he's a He's a, he's a, he's a, he's a, he's a