Trouble done come my way
F. Price
Trouble done come my way, yes,
trouble done come my way.
My mother she taught me to sing an' pray
when trouble hit come my way. (Halleluia)
Trouble done come my way, yes,
Trouble done come my way.
My mother she taught e to sing an' pray
when trouble hit come my way.
De rocks wuz hard,
an' my bones dey ached.
Oh Lord what must I do?
Got on my knees
Began to pray callin'
You, my Jesus, You.
De sto'm done blowed
my home away.
De rain is in my shoe.
Ain't got no place
fo' to run and hide, 'cept in
You, my Jesus, You.
De chains fell off
an' de sun came out.
De shinin' light broke thro';
De debbil, he can't
make me stop lovin'
You, my Jesus, You.