1. _ Come And Go Blues
Come and go blues
By gregg allman
(c) 1973 & 1974 by no exit music co. inc. & allbros music co.
People say that you're no good,
But i wouldn't cut you loose, baby, if i could.
Well, i seem to stay down on the ground,
Baby, i'm too far gone to turn around.
Oh, if only you would make up your mind,
Take me where you go, you're leaving me behind.
Lord, you got those come and go blues,
Lord, you got those some and go blues,
Yes, you do, oh and you got me feelin' like a fool.
'round 'n' 'round, 'round we go, -
Don't ask me why i stay here, i don't know.
Well maybe i'm a fool to care,
Without your sweet love, baby i would be nowhere.
Here i'll stay, locked in your web,
Till that day i might find somebody else.
I don't know just when that would be,
I don't know, i can't say as i can't see.
Lord you got me feeling like a fool.
Sail on, darlin', sail on
Woman, you go your way, and i'll go mine
Seems to me, that i once heard
That everything is finally cured by time
So sail on, darlin', sail on
Lord, i wish you good luck
And i'll see you when you come next time.
Woman, you got those come and go blues
Yeah, you got those come and go blues,
Yes, you do, oh and you got me feelin' like a fool.
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2. _ Jessica
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3. _ Wasted Words
Can you tell me, tell me, friend, just exactly where i've been?
Is that so much to ask? i'll pay you back no matter what the task.
You seem really sure 'bout something i don't know,
Take that load off, looks like chest's about to go.
Your wasted words already been heard, are you really god, yes or no?
Well, all day and half the night you're walkin' round lookin' such a fright.
Is it me or is it you? i'd make a wager and i'd hope "to" lose.
Time's gone, looks like rome is 'bout to fall,
Next time take the elevator, please don't crawl.
Your wasted words so absurd, are you really satan, yes or no?
Well, i ain't no saint and you sure as hell ain't no savior,
Every other christmas i would practice good behavior.
That was then, this is now, don't ask me to be mister clean,
'cause baby, i don't know how.
Ring my phone 'bout ten more times, we will see,
Find that broke down line and let it be.
Your wasted words wiill never be heard, go on home baby and watch it on tv.
Weekday soap-box speciality, you know what i'm talkin' 'bout now,
By the way, this song's for you, sincerely, me.
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4. _ Don't Want You No More
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5. _ Southbound
By dickey betts
(c) 1973 & 1974 no exit music co., inc.
Well i'm southbound, lord i'm comin' home to you.
Well i'm southbound, baby, lord i'm comin' home to you.
I got that old lonesome feelin' that's sometimes called the blues.
Well i been workin' every night, travelin' every day.
Yes i been workin' every night, traveling every day.
You can tell your other man, sweet daddy's on his way.
Aww, ya better believe.
Well i'm southbound.
Whoa i'm southbound.
Well you can tell your other man, sweet daddy's on his way.
(guitar solo)
Got your hands full now baby, as soon as i hit that door.
You'll have your hands full now woman, just as soon as i hit that door.
Well i'm gonna make it on up to you for all the things you should have
Had before.
Lord, i'm southbound.
Yes i'm southbound.
Whoa i'm southbound, baby.
Said i'm southbound.
Well i'm gonna make it on up to you for all the things you should
Have had before.
(piano solo)
(guitar solo)
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6. _ Ramblin' Man
[chorus]
Lord, i was born a ramblin' man,
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best i can.
And when it's time for leavin',
I hope you'll understand,
That i was born a ramblin' man.
Well my father was a gambler down in georgia,
He wound up on the wrong end of a gun.
And i was born in the back seat of a greyhound bus
Rollin' down highway 41.
Chorus
I'm on my way to new orleans this mornin',
Leaving out of nashville, tennessee,
They're always having a good time down on the bayou,
Lord, them delta women think the world of me.
Chorus
[repeat and fade]
Lord, i was born a ramblin' man...
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7. _ Can't Lose What You Never Had
Had a sweet little girl,
Run out and took the baby boy, people ain't that sad.
Oh, had a sweet little girl,
Left me, run out and took the baby boy, oh ain't that sad.
Chorus:
Can't spend what you ain't got,
Can't lose what you never had.
Can't spend what you ain't got,
Can't lose what you never had.
Had some money in the bank,
Got busted, people ain't that so sad.
Oh, i had some money in the bank,
Got busted, people, people ain't that sad.
Chorus
Had a sweet little home,
Got drunk, burned it down, people ain't that sad.
Oh, had a sweet little home,
Got drunk, burned it down, people ain't that sad.
Chorus
Ooooh, hmmmm, hmmmm... oohhhh!
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8. _ Ain't Wastin' Time No More
Transcribed by joshua zemel
Last sunday morning, the sunshine felt like rain.
Week before, they all seemed the same.
With the help of god and true friends, i come to realize
I still had two strong legs, and even wings to fly.
And oh i, ain't wastin time no more
'cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things.
Lord, lord miss sally, why all your cryin'?
Been around here three long days, you're lookin' like you're dyin'.
Just step yourself outside, and look up at the stars above
Go on downtown baby, find somebody to love.
Meanwhile i ain't wastin' time no more
'cause time goes by like pouring rain, and much faster things.
You don't need no gypsy to tell you why
You can't let one precious day slip by.
Look inside yourself, and if you don't see what you want,
Maybe sometimes then you don't,
But leave your mind alone and just get high.
Well by and by, way after many years have gone,
And all the war freaks die off, leavin' us alone.
We'll raise our children in the peaceful way we can,
It's up to you and me brother
To try and try again.
Well, hear us now, we ain't wastin' time no more
'cause time goes by like hurricanes
Runnin' after subway trains
Don't forget the pouring rain.
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9. _ It's Not My Cross To Bear
I have not come, yeah, to testify
About our bad, bad misfortune and i ain't here a wond'rin' why.
But i'll live on and i'll be strong
'cause it just ain't my cross to bear.
I sat down and wrote you a long letter, it was just the other day.
Said, sure as the sunrise, baby, tomorrow i'll be up and on my way.
But i'll live on and i'll be strong
'cause it just ain't my cross to bear.
But in the end, baby, long towards the end of your road,
Don't reach out for me, babe, 'cause i'm not gonna carry your load.
But i'll live on and i'll be strong
'cause it just ain't my cross to bear.
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10. _ In Memory Of Elizabeth Reed
By forrest richard betts
(c) 1970 & 1974 by no exit music co., inc.
Instrumental
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