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[Куплет 1] You walk in wearing sunday shoes With a grin that bends the room I was counting every reason to leave Now i’m humming a different tune You say, “come on, take a chance” I say, “i’ve got nothing to lose” With your hand wrapped tight in mine I’m breaking out of these old blues [Қайырма] You put a good kind of trouble in my way Turned my hard-luck night into a brighter day I was stuck in the same old groove Now i’ve got something left to prove You put a good kind of trouble in my way And i’m gonna keep it there, baby, don’t let it fade [Куплет 2] My old friends know my history Every wrong turn, every closed door But you looked past the worn-out story And showed me what a heart is for Now the train pulls out at midnight And the window starts to shake I’m not running from tomorrow I’m riding toward the choice we make [Қайырма] You put a good kind of trouble in my way Turned my hard-luck night into a brighter day I was stuck in the same old groove Now i’ve got something left to prove You put a good kind of trouble in my way And i’m gonna keep it there, baby, don’t let it fade [Көпір] If the road gets rough, let it roll If the rain comes down, hold close Every mile is a brand-new chance Every wrong note finds a second dance [Guitar solo] [Final chorus] You put a good kind of trouble in my way Turned my hard-luck night into a brighter day I was stuck in the same old groove Now i’ve got something left to prove You put a good kind of trouble in my way And i’m gonna keep it there, baby, don’t let it fade [Аутро] Don’t let it fade Keep that good trouble coming my way
