Lee Ann Womack - Trouble's Here Lyrics
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Trouble's Here
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What Are The Lyrics For Trouble's Here By Lee Ann Womack?
Trouble's here but I ain't gonna worry
About the way things are Cause we've got a love that can light the fuse to the brightest star We got a big moon above us Shinin' through the dark I'll trade this mind full of troubles For a love burnin' up my heart Darlin' we got something, hard to define I know it's love but it's love of another kind It melts away worry like the desert sun We're two hearts a poundin' to the beat of a different drum Trouble's here but I ain't gonna worry About the way things are Cause we've got a love that can light the fuse to the brightest star We got a big moon above us Shinin' through the dark I'll trade this mind full of troubles For a love burnin' up my heart I like the way you hold me, and your kissin' too I love the sweet, talkin' words you say when I'm feelin' blue Swear I'm in love with you baby, and I'm crossin' my heart There ain't enough trouble in this whole world tha can keep us apart Trouble's here but I ain't gonna worry About the way things are Cause we've got a love that can light the fuse to the brightest star We got a big moon above us Shinin' through the dark I'll trade this mind full of troubles For a love burnin' up my heart |
Who Wrote Trouble's Here By Lee Ann Womack?
Jann Browne, Matt Barnes
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What's The Duration Of The Trouble's Here By Lee Ann Womack?The duration of Trouble's Here is 3:09 minutes and seconds. |
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