This is a bass-forward bluesy jazzy Tom Waits style song. I just have the drums in there as a metronome, even though they don't fit particularly well. #blues #jazz And I'll just say that my favorite line in this thing is "bar stool remembers my name. She knows I'm the one to blame."

Nuthin’ But Trouble

Friday night, gin juke joint Bass man swings while canary sings

Nuthin but trouble Nuthin but trouble Nuthin but trouble On my mind

Check the corners Check the booths Just to prove that You’re not there

Still, I feel you can’t escape ghosts fill the darkened air

Bar stool remembers my name She knows I’m the one to blame

I’ve got nuthin but trouble Nuthin but trouble Nuthin but trouble On my mind Break

Solo blonde at the end of the bar Wears her heart on her sleeve But even though you're not there You‘re between us nursin’ a G and T

And when she smiles I look at you shakes her head and she turns away She’ll go home with the bass-playing man I was going alone anyway

But I got Nuthin but trouble Nuthin but trouble I’ve got nuthin but trouble In my mind

Yeah, she’ll go home with the bass-playing man I was going alone anyway