Trouble Comes Knocking

I want your money
 But your money ain't right
 So I'm packing it in
 I stay at home every night
 And, our place had cleared out
 The bad luck had fallen
 And no one came knocking
 No one came calling
 And when things got real bad
 Oh, people got scared
 Well I got worried
 So we took what we could get
 And all you fair-weather watchers
 Watch out and beware
 When your trouble comes knocking
 I hope you ain't there
 With a sword in a bag in my trunk
 I keep my eyes and my mind on the road
 'Cause it's a hard, hard of hearing (?)
 Every handshake-grinning tone
 When your grave disaster falls
 And out of the purple woods
 From a season in Hell
 Of the human dawn
 There was nothing left
 But you pulled me out from beneath the wheel
 With a cry in the name
 We began to heal
 And then things got real bad
 Oh, people got scared
 Well I got worried
 We took what we could get
 And all you fair-weather watchers
 Watch out and beware
 When your trouble comes knocking
 I hope you ain't there
 With a sword in a bag in my trunk
 I keep my eyes and my mind on the road
 'Cause it's a hard, hard of hearing (?)
 Every handshake-grinning tone
 When your grave disaster falls