Ya Got Trouble Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[G]
well, ya got trouble, my friends right [D]here, i say

[Verse 1]
trouble right
[G]here in river city
why, sure, i'm a billiard player,
certainly, mighty proud to say
i'm always [C]mighty proud to [G]say it
[D]i consider that

[Verse 2]
the hours i spend
with a cue in my [G]hand are [F]golden
[G]help ya cultivate hor[D]se sense,
and a [C]cool [G]head, and a [D]keen [G]eye
ya ever try and take and give yourself an iron- clad
leave to yourself from a three rail billiard [D]shot
But just as i [G]say it takes judgement,
brains and maturity to score in a balkline game
i say that any boob can take and
shove a ball [C]in a pocket

[Verse 3]
and i call that sloth, the first big step on the
[D]road to the depths of degreda- i say [E]first
[A]Medicinal win[D]e from a teaspoon,
[G]then beer from a [D]bottle
then the [G]next thing ya know your son is playin' for
money in a pinched- back [D]suit
[G]listenin' to some big outta town jasper,
[D]hearin him tell about horse race gamblin'
not a wholesome [C]trottin' race, no, but a [F]race where they set down,
[D]right on a horse
like to see some stuck- up jockey boy [G]settin' on dan [D]patch,
make him look- [G]boy, well i should say
now, friends lemme tell ya what i [D]mean

[Verse 4]
ya got [G]one, two, three, four, [C]five,
six pockets on a table
pockets that mark the difference between
[D]a gentleman and a [E]bum
with a capital [A]B and that rhymes with
[D]P and that stands for [G]pool

[Verse 5]
and all week long [G]your river city
youth will be fritterin' away
i say, your young men'll be
fritterin'
fritterin' away their noontime,
[D]choretime, suppertime too
get the ball in the pocket, nevermind gettin' dandelions pulled, or the screen door patched,
or the beefsteak pounded
nevermind pumpin' any [C]water till your [D]parents are caught with
the sistern empty on a [G]saturday night
and that's trouble, oh yes, you got lots and lots of trouble,
i'm thinkin' of the kids in the knickerbockers, shirttailed young ones
[C]peekin' in the pool hall
window after [D]school

[Verse 6]
ya got [C]trouble,
folks right here in river [D]city[G]
[E]trouble with a capital [A]T and that [D]rhymes
with P and that stands for [G]pool

[Verse 7]
now, i know all you folks are the right kind [G]of parents,
i'm gonna be perfectly frank: wouldja like to know what kind of conversation goes [D]on
while they're loafin'
around that hall
they'll be tryin out Bevo, tryin' out Q- [E]Bebs, tryin out [C]Taylor [F]Maids like [D]cigarette
feinds, and braggin' all about how they're gonna [G]cover up a telltale breath with sensen
one fine night, they leave the pool, headin' for the [D]dance at the armory,
[G]river teen men, and scarlet women, and [C]ragtime, shameless music that'll grab your son, [G]your daughter
with the arms of a [E]jungle animal [A]instinct,
[D]massteria
friends, the idle brain is
the devil's playground
[G]trouble! (oh, we got trouble) right [D]here in river

[Verse 8]
[G]
city (right here
in river city)
with a [D]capital [G]T and that rhymes with P and that stands for
[A]pool! [D](that stands for pool)
we've surely got trouble (we've surely got
trouble)
right here in river [F]city[G]
[D](right here)
gotta figure out a way to keep the young ones moral after [G]school
(our children's children gonna have trouble)
*in background, Trouble is chanted*

[Verse 9]
mothers of river city,
heed the warning before it's too late
watch for the telltale signs
of corruption!
the moment your son leaves the house,
does he rebuckle his knickerbockers below the knee?
is there a nicotine stain on
his index finger?
a dime novel hidden in the corncrib?
is he memorizing jokes out of Captain
Billy's Whizz- Bang?
are cetain words creeping into his conversation, words like,
"swell", and "so's your old [D]man"?
if so, my [D]friends,
Ya got [G]trouble (oh, we got trouble)

[Verse 10]
[G]right here in river
city (right here in
river city)
with a capital T and that rhymes with P and that stands for
[D]pool (that stands for pool!)
we've surely got trouble (we've surely
got trouble)
Right here in river city [D](right here)
remember the main plymouth rock and the golden [G]rule
(our children's children gonna have trouble)

[Verse 11]
oh, we got [G]trouble
we're in terrible,
terrible trouble
that game with the fifteen numbered balls is
the devil's tool (devil's tool)
[C]aaaaah, we got [D]trouble, trouble, [A]trouble (oh yes, we got trouble,
[G]here, we got big, big trouble)
with a T (with a capital T)
gotta rhyme it [D]with P
(that rhymes with P)
and that stands for [G]pool
[G](that stand for pool)