Troubles Those Lonesome Kind

N.C. Well you think you got troubles, man listen to me N.C. I'll tell you a story as it happened, you see E I got four little kids a-waiting at home My wife done packed her bags and gone A She done moved on across the tracks E And I know that girl ain't a-coming back E I got troubles E I got troubles on my mind B Well, I got troubles E Hey, those lonesome kind E Well, every morning 'bout 8 o'clock E The kids start crying and they holler, "Pop, A Where's my mama? Where's she gone? E And when's my mama gonna come back home?" E I got troubles E I got troubles on my mind B Well, I got troubles E Hey, those lonesome kind E My little girl is only three E I picked her up and set her on my knee A Try to soothe her crying, but she cries too hard E And the crying, oh daddy, well, oh lord E I got troubles E I got troubles on my mind B Well, I got troubles E Hey, those lonesome kind E I know my baby's too young to talk E I sit and watch her try to walk A She's turning around, she's watching the door E And a big teardrop done hit the floor E I got troubles E I got troubles on my mind B Well, I got troubles E Hey, those lonesome kind E Well, I told you a story as it happened to me E Just the way that it happened you see A You got a good gal, don't you do her no wrong E She'll pack her trunk and then be gone E You'll have troubles E You'll have troubles on your mind B Yeah, you'll have troubles E Hey, those lonesome kind