Trouble On My Mind

Once I had an old banjo, head was strung with twine,
Only tune I could play was Trouble On My Mind.

Trouble, trouble, Trouble on My Mind,
If trouble don't kill me boys I'll live a long, long time,
I'll live a long, long time.

I went down to Lynchburg town to buy me a bottle of wine,
They tied me to the whippin' post and give me ninety-nine, boys,
Give me ninety-nine.

A few more verses i'll supply if you're interested - no more that mention banjos.