By. Buck Owens

Woke up this morning

Happy as could be

Looked out my window

And what did I see?

A comin' up my sidewalk

Just as plain as day

A well a here come trouble that I never thought I'd see

When you went away

Hello trouble, come on it

You talk about heartaches

Where'n the world ya been?

I ain't had the miseries

Since you been gone

Hello trouble, trouble, trouble

Welcome home

We'll make a pot of coffee

And you can rest your shoes

A you can tell me them sweet lies

And I'll listen to you

For I'm just a little part of

Of the life you've lived

But I'd rather have a little bit of trouble

Than to never know the love you give

Hello trouble, come on it

You talk about heartaches

Where'n the world ya been?

I ain't had the miseries

Since you been gone

Hello trouble, trouble, trouble

Welcome home