Текст песни The Trouble With Soul - Tommy Castro

The Trouble With Soul performed by Tommy Castro

The trouble with soul's not a number
Or something you can find in your mind
The very first problem you have, it's hard to define
You can't trade it for love or money, you can't give it away
I haven't found too much around these days

Do its color and shape stay the same
Or change every day like the sea?
That you might survive any longer than the rest of me
You can't ask it any kind of question, it ain't giving up any clue
When it wants my attention, it's got ways to get through
Just underneath my heartbeat, the signs are there to see
The trouble with soul, the trouble with soul, the trouble with soul
Is the trouble with me

SOLO

Well, something's going on down in the basement,
Something that I can't explain
Feel like I'm dragging a stone at the end of a chain
And I don't know how to fix it, baby, don't you throw me away
Whatever it can give me, I tell you I need it today
Just underneath my heartbeat, the signs are there to see
The trouble with soul, the trouble with soul, the trouble with soul
Is the trouble with me, is the trouble with me

SOLO