Trouble trouble, ever since I been a man I said, I've had Trouble trouble, ever since I been a man Seems like me and trouble, is just running hand and hand I've had trouble in Rock Island, also on the old S T I've had trouble in Rock Island, also on the old S T But I seem so miscontented, every time I ride the big I C Very next time I ride the I C, that long whistle blow Very next time I ride the I C, that long whistle blow I'm going to hop right on, won't even stop to pack my clothes When that I C train, goes hurrying around that lonesome bend When that I C train, goes hurrying around that lonesome bend I'll be back to see my baby, but the Lord only knows when