I’m Troubled Crooked Still

[Verse 1]
Meeting is pleasure
And parting is grief
But a false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief

[Verse 2]
A thief will just rob you
And take what you save
But a false-hearted lover
Will lead you to the grave

[Chorus]
I'm troubled, I'm troubled
I'm troubled in mind
If trouble don't kill me
Lord I'll live a long time

[Verse 3]
The grave will decay you
And turn you to dust
Not one girl in a hundred
That a poor boy can trust

[Verse 4]
They'll hug and kiss you
And tell you more lies
Than the cross ties on a railroad
Or the stars in the sky