I was raised a gambler's son
and before i could walk,
i had to learn how to run.
and i never, never ever
played a loaded dice.
but, i rolled a lot of women
with a heart as cold as ice.
On the run again
looking for a place to hide,
everywhere i look there is trouble,
always coming my way,
trouble always coming my way.
Baby i'm lonely, i'm out of control,
i need someone to understand
the badness in my soul.
though i never, i never
stole another man's wife
but, i fooled around plenty enough
and i got what i paid for.
On the run again
looking for a place to hide,
everywhere i look there is trouble,
trouble always coming my way.
Trouble.
(solo)
On the run again
looking for a place to hide,
everywhere i look there is trouble,
trouble always coming my way.
Trouble always coming my way, trouble always coming...