Give me all your trouble, I don't mind Give me all your trouble out of your mind Got so many of my own Yours won't bother mine Give me all your trouble, I don't mind What goes up must come down Everything comes back around I've been washed up Put out and left to dry Hanging on a line Tell me all your stories, I got time Already paid the price for your crime You may have your demons But they ain't worse than mine Tell me all your stories, I got time What goes up must come down Everything comes back around I've been washed up Put out and left to dry Hanging on a line Give me all your mercy, I got none Gambling all my life, never won I've been running faster than a bullet from a gun Give me all your mercy, I got none What goes up must come down Everything comes back around I've been washed up Put out and left to dry Hanging on a line Give me all your trouble Tell me all your stories Give me all your mercy