Intro: Em D  Em D 

Em                    G                  D               Bm 
High on the mountain stands a boat, but are they gods or real folk? 
   Em                         G                      D                       Bm 
We can't see the fire but we smell the smoke, who'll take the plough? Who'll be the yoke? 
Em                   G               D               Bm 
Night after night I don't believe, we are the ones you won't deceive. 
Em                G                D             Bm 
Not a thing will you achieve, 'cos we belong and we won't leave. 


[Refrão]
 
Em        G          D                            Bm 
Trouble, trouble, I try to chase trouble but it's chasing me. 
Em        G       D                   Bm 
Trouble, trouble, trouble with a capital T. 


Instrumental:   Em D  Em D 


Em                   G              D             Bm 
Lay down your silver and your gold, I'm a man who can't be sold. 
     Em          G                      D                Bm 
And even when my heart grows cold, I'll curse your evil stranglehold. 
    Em                G                   D                 Bm 
The waves are running much too high, it's got so dark can't see the sky. 
       Em              G            D                Bm 
But a change is coming by and by, a time to laugh, a time to cry. 


[Refrão]
 
Em        G          D                            Bm 
Trouble, trouble, I try to chase trouble but it's chasing me. 
Em        G       D                   Bm 
Trouble, trouble, trouble with a capital T. 


Instrumental:   Em D  Em D 


Em            G                D                 Bm 
Been so long away from home, I almost made this place my own. 
Em                G                    D      Bm 
Now it seems I'll soon be gone, moving on and all alone. 
Em                    G                 D                Bm 
High on the mountain stands a boat, but are they gods or real folk? 
Em                            G                      D                       Bm 
We can't see the fire but we smell the smoke, who'll take the plough? Who'll be the yoke? 


[Refrão]
 
Em        G          D                            Bm 
Trouble, trouble, I try to chase trouble but it's chasing me. 
Em        G       D                   Bm 
Trouble, trouble, trouble with a capital T. 

Em        G          D                            Bm 
Trouble, trouble, I try to chase trouble but it's chasing me. 
Em        G       D                   Bm 
Trouble, trouble, trouble with a capital T.