Trouble's Braids Lyrics

  Tom Waits: Vocal
  Victor Feldman: African talking drum
  Stephen Taylor Arvizu Hodges: Parade bass drum
  Larry Taylor: Acoustic bass

 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