Aaron Neville - Make Your Momma Cry lyrics

Lying where you wanna so bad Give heart trouble to your dear old dad Thinking you're the baddest man around Soon they're going to plant you in the ground Trouble gonna run you down Trouble gonna run you down Revenge Karma's gonna gun you down Karma's gonna gun you down And then you'll make your momma cry You and your friends better stop stealing all of them cars ‘Fore you locked up behind them bars Sure as you're born you were bound to die So wipe that tear from your momma's eye Trouble gonna run you down Trouble gonna run you down Revenge Karma's gonna gun you down Karma's gonna gun you down And then you'll make your momma cry Your tears gonna drag the ground If you don't stop being so lowdown Boy, you know you better take heed You'll be a lost ball in the high weeds Gonna tell your momma, giving her the blues Six feet underneath your shoes Thinking she's down to watch you do Regret has caught up and God knew Trouble gonna run you down Trouble gonna run you down Revenge Karma's gonna gun you down Karma's gonna gun you down Revenge Trouble's gonna run you down Trouble's gonna run you down Revenge Karma's gonna gun you down Karma's gonna gun you down And then you'll make your momma cry