Tom Waits - Trouble's Braids Lyrics






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 blood hounds
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 road house
I build a fire in the
skeleton back seat of an old Tucker
and I pulled on trouble's braids
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 a miserable fire
I pulled on trouble's braids
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
I pulled on trouble's braids





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  1. R.... S....

    Won’t say it’s his best song but won’t say it’s not either

  2. B.... ....

    Underrated Waits song. The lyrics, the imagery, the urgency. Masterful.

  3. Z.... F....

    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 blood hounds
    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 road house
    I build a fire in the
    skeleton back seat of an old Tucker
    and I pulled on trouble's braids
    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 a miserable fire
    I pulled on trouble's braids
    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
    I pulled on trouble's braids

  4. J.... M....

    Don't be sellin me no wolf tickets now