Trouble's Braids (2023 Remaster)

Well, I pulled on trouble's braids

And I hid in the briars out by the quick mud

Stayin' away from the main roads

Passin' out wolf tickets downwind from the bloodhounds

And I pulled on trouble's braids

And I lay by a cypress as quiet as a stone 'til the bleeding stopped

I blew the weather vane off some old roadhouse

I built a fire in the skeleton back seat of an old Tucker

And I pulled on trouble's braids

And I spanked cold red mud where the hornet stung deep

And I tossed in the ditch in a restless sleep

And I pulled on trouble's braids

I hung my rain-soaked jacket on some old barbed wire

Poured cold rusty water on my miserable fire

And I pulled on trouble's braids

And the creek was swollen by daybreak

And I could just barely see

And I floated downstream on an old dead tree

And I pulled on trouble's braids

I pulled on trouble's braids

I pulled on trouble's braids