I Got Trouble
Bourbon House
3:55Smiling silent woman She don't need no more friends She's going to the valley with a pistol in her hands Don't ask her for no favors She'll take you if you let her She's out for blood So hold your breath, hide your eyes She's out for blood You won't be alright, Won't be alright, Won't be alright Smiling silent woman She feels nothing only cold She's going to the hollow where her heart's already sold Don't wait for the priest, the pastor Ain't no one can be her saviour You better cry out if you see her You better shout and run if you ever see her She's out for blood So hold your breath, hide your eyes She's out for blood You won't be alright, Won't be alright, Won't be alright Smiling silent woman She ain't nobody's friend She's gone down to the valley with a pistol in her hand It's too late now It's much to late to pray It's too late, too late It's too late, too late, Too late to save She's out for blood So hold your breath, hide your eyes She's out for blood You won't be alright, Won't be alright, Won't be alright