Eleven times I been busted eleven times I been to jail

Some of the times I been there nobody could go my bail

Well it seems to me lord that this ol' boy just don't fit

Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like s**t

Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me

Some of the times I was innocent but the judge said guilty

I'm not one to complain now son I tell you true

When the black cat cross your trail lord

It comes in misery times two

Double trouble that's what my friends all call me

Double trouble

I said double trouble

T r o u b l e

Well I was born down in the gutter

With a temper as hot as fire

Spent ninety days on a peat farm just doin' the county's time

Well now even mama said son you're bad news

And it won't be too long before someone puts one through you