Текст песни: I'm Troubled, I'm Troubled + перевод

I’m troubled I’m troubled

I’m troubled in mind

If trouble don’t kill me

I’ll live a long time

Now meeting is pleasure and parting is grief

And a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief

A thief can but rob you and take what you’ve saved

But a false-hearted lover’ll take you to your grave

The grave will detain you and turn you to dust

Ain’t a girl in a million a poor boy can trust

They’ll hug you, they’ll kiss you they’ll tell you more lies

Then the cross ties on a railroad or the stars in the skies

I’m going to Georgia I’m going to roam

I’m going to Georgia gonna make it my home

Gonna build me a cabin in the mountains so high

Where the wild birds and the turtle doves can’t hear my sad cry

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