Trouble gonna come like heart attack Like a locust swarm turn the sun to black And all the things I knew I don't know no more Trouble gonna come to us I'm sure Trouble gonna come drowning me like waves How did I become the one nobody saves All the things I've done I cannot undo Trouble gonna come if nothing else is true Gallows on a hill God damned on a tree And if God is dead, what is that to me Trampling out our wrath on your flesh and blood A vintage pouring out swallowing us Tender is the night in it the blind can see But for those with sight it's hard to believe But it's not hard for me to kick against the goads To beat the beast that speaks along the angel road So to the spirit wind I sing my aching song Trouble gonna come it won't be long