(Intro)Eleven Times I've Been Busted,Eleven Times I've Been To Jail.Some Of The Times I've Been ThereNobody Would Go My Bail.Well, It Seems To Me, Lord,This Old Boy Just Don't Fit.Well, I Could Jump In A Rose Bush,D N.c.Come Out Smellin' Like --Those Men That Dressed In BlueNever Done So Right By Me.Some Of The Times I Was InnocentBut The Judge Said Guilty.Well, I'm Not One To Complain,Son, I Tell You True. Tell The Truth Now, Tell The TruthWhen A Black Cat Crosssed My Tail, Lord,Now They Come In Pairs Of Two. Misery Times TwoDouble Trouble,That's What My Friends All Call Me. Double Trouble Double TroubleI'm Just Double Trouble.N.c. AT-R-O-U-B-L-E Double TroubleI Was Born Down In The GutterWith A Temper Hot As Fire.Spent Ninety Days On A Pea FarmJust Doin' The County's Time.Well Now, Even Mama Says,Son, You're Bad News. Born To LoseAnd It Won't Be Too Long'Fore Someone Puts One Through You.Double Trouble,That's What My Friends All Call Me. Double Trouble Double TroubleI'm Just Double Trouble.N.c. AT-R-O-U-B-L-E Double TroubleDouble Trouble,That's What My Friends All Call Me. Double Trouble Double TroubleI'm Just Double Trouble.N.c. AT-R-O-U-B-L-E Double TroubleDouble TroubleDouble TroubleDouble TroubleDouble Trouble...|/ Slide Up|\ Slide Down|H Hammer-On|P Pull-Off|~ Vibrato|+ Harmonic|X Mute Note
