The Allman Brothers Band Album

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low;
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door.

I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues,
I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues.
Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too.

Well my momma died and left me,
My poppa died and left me,
I ain't good looking baby,
But I'm somewhat sweet and kind.

I'm goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go?
But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille said she wanna go.
(and I sure will take her).

I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen;
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen.
Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah,
And she look like a dog gone queen.

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door.

Oh, tell me 'bout the car I saw
Parked outside your door
Tell me what you left me waiting
Two or three hours for
Tell me why when the phone rings baby
You're up and across the floor
Please don't keep me wonderin' no longer

I think about the bad times
Lord I think about yours and mine
You were lost in the silver spoon
Thought I pulled you out in time
And I hope that you got reasons
For the way that you've been lyin'
Please don't keep me wonderin' no longer

I think I'm gonna go now
But you know that I'll be back
Now you can think it over Baby
Tell me how you're gonna act
I'm gonna keep on holding on
But I don't get no stronger
Please don't keep me wonderin' no longer

Well, I've got to run to keep from hidin',
And I'm bound to keep on ridin'.
And I've got one more silver dollar,
But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no,
Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider.

And I don't own the clothes I'm wearing,
And the road goes on forever,
And I've got one more silver dollar,
But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider.

And I've gone by the point of caring,
Some old bed I'll soon be sharing,
And I've got one more silver dollar,

But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider.

No, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider.

No, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider.

"My gaurdian angel wears a hard hat,"
Said the boy with the microphone
"Else, I wouldn't be standing here today
Ever since I was a young a boy
I couldn't leave well enough alone
Always trouble standing in my way

Up, down, anywhere but in the middle
Off the wagon, under the wheel again
All or nothing - never could do just alittle
Never could leave it alone

Got to ride that rocking horse

Hard living be the death of me
Lead me to an early grave
To die in the saddle must be my destiny
But to ride this rocking horse I must be crazed

Good clean fun is just my imagination
Down and dirty that's the way the game is played
This hard life has caused me aggravation
Never could leave it alone

Got to ride that rocking horse

Can't leave it alone
Got to ride that rocking horse

Rain falls upon a sleepy southern town
The midnight moon burning brightly
Memories rush in like a river forlorn
As you lay sleeping without me
Highway song keeps me rolling on
Still I long for you

Desdemona, I will be your only one
Oh yeah

I make my living calling out my pain
Trying to make it through another day
Arms reach for me on the wind I can feel it
They're a thousand miles away
Yours eyes remind me of everything beautiful and blue
and I won't feel myself till I'm with you

Desdemona, I will be your only one
Oh yeah

So hold a candle till the darkness fades
Nigh time sleeps but not for long
My heart is pounding like the ocean my soul's empty as the sky
But I know someday I'll be coming home
Time goes by in the twinkling of an eye
Still I pine for you

Desdemona, I will be your only one
Oh yeah

I just wanna be your only one
I just wanna be your only one
Your only one

by McKinley Morganfield
Copyright 1955 (renewed 1983) Watertoons Music (BMI)
Don't care how long you go,
I don't care how long you stay,
it's good kind treatment,
bring you home someday.
Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore.
Now you keep on bettin',
that the dice won't pass.
Well I know, and I know,
whoa, oh you're livin' too fast.
Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore.
Yeah, I'll tell everybody,
in my neighborhood.
You're a kind little woman,
but you don't do me no good.
But someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore.
I know you're leaving,
if you call that's gone.
Oh without my lovin' yeah,
oh, you can't stay long.
Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore.
Well good bye baby,
yeah well take my hand.
I don't want no woman no,
who can't have no man.
But someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore. Trouble no more.
Oh yeah... yeah babe.

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.

Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I come home with you?
Tell your momma and your daddy that I'm a little schoolboy too
Well I love you this morning, I just can't help myself
You're so young and pretty, you don't need nobody else
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I come home with you?

Gonna leave here baby, at just about the break of day, on the account of how ya treat me, baby, oh I gotta stay away
Oh, come on schoolgirl, can I come home with you?
Oh, tell me baby, I don't know what to do.
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl, I'll go home with you

Oh, I'm gonna buy myself an airplane, fly all over your town, and tell everybody baby, about the way you put me down
I said come here, schoolgirl, can I go home with you?
You sure are real pretty, and I don't know what to do
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl, can I go home with you?

Good Morning Little Schoolgirl, can I go home with you?
Tell your momma and your daddy that I'm a little schoolboy too.
The way I love ya this mornin', I just can't help myself
You sure are young and pretty, and I don't know what to do
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl, can I go home with you?

[No lyrics]

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.

[No lyrics]

Across the river a good woman cried
All because a foolish man lied.
She gave up everything, everything that money could buy
But the man told so many lies, there's another man over there
That woman across the river, sweet woman across the river - she was mine

Word got around that he had jilted her
Men came running from near and far
Should've never been so foolish - guess I'll never
But the man that's got her now, he's a lucky so-and-so
That woman across the river, sweet woman across the river - she was mine.

I remember the other day, about a week ago
She said "I don't even want to talk to you 'cause I don't love you anymore."
That woman across the river, sweet woman across the river - she was mine.

Across the river a good woman cried
All because a foolish man lied
She gave up everything, tried to keep him satisfied
But the man told so many lies, there's another man over there
That woman across the river,
That woman across the river,
That woman across the river, sweet woman across the river - she was mine.

OLD BEFORE MY TIME


There is a long hard Road follows for behind me,
Its so cold I'm about to die,
Chasing a dream around the world
Its got me feeling down
Though it use to make me high
Looking for answers searching for the truth,
In an ocean of lies.
trying to find a reason to make the hole thing right,
will make you old before your time
When I was younger,
I thought I ruled the world ,
It was an oyster at my feet,
Dancing to my own drum,
fishing out the pearl
wish I would have been much more discreet
I've lived a lifetime,
acting out apart,
Its been a long uphill climb,
now all the things that use to mean so much to me
Has got me old before my time,
Chorus:
Wondering aimlessly,wondering down,
would it ever be much different now,
Remind me of the past,
I slip into a dream,
funny things ain't never what they seem,
Solo:
Living like children,
never doing what we are told ,
Would not hessitateto take to take a chance,
That Road behind me now was paved with fool's gold,
Its almost time for the victory dance,
No more feeling guilty,
for things I never did,
feeling nothing for my crime ,
Living like a gypsy ,
dreaming like a kid,
it makes me old before my time…

There is a long hard Road, it lies so far behind me…

Every Hungry Woman
by Gregg Allman
Copyright 1969 Unichappell Music Inc. and Elijah Blue Music (BMI)

Yeah --- Sad eyed woman
boogie 'til the break of dawn
Yeah --- Long a-bout the break of day --- Yeah
oh--- your man has up and gone---

You got 13 lovely children
No proud father knocking at your door
Yeah--- but every hungry woman
has been in your place before

Yeah --- the doctor keep (or "kept") calling
woah -- found you'd fall-en
(alternate lyrics: found you bawlin')
Yeah -- you backed him in the corner
oh --- you're doing what you wanna

You got 14 lovely children
No proud father knocking at your door
Yeah--- but every hungry woman
has been in your place before

*** Guitar Solo ***

You got 15 lovely children
No proud father knocking at your door
Yeah--- but every hungry woman
has been in your place before

Yeah --- the doctor keep (or "kept") calling
woah -- found you'd fall-en
(alternate lyrics: found you bawlin')
Yeah -- you backed him in the corner
oh --- you're doing what you wanna

You got 16 lovely children
No proud father knocking at your door
Yeah--- but every hungry woman
has been in your place before

Oh-- yeah
Sad eyed woman
ohhhh

You're the life of the party, everybody's host
Still you need somewhere you can hide
All your good time friends
And your farewell to has-beens
Lord knows, just along for the ride

You think you're a survivor
But boy, you better think twice
No one rides for nothin'
So, step up and pay the price

It's the high cost of low livin'
Ain't it high time, you turn yourself around?
Yeah, the high cost of low livin'
Is bound to put you six feet in the ground

So many here who love you
But still, you just can't tell
The real ones and those who drop your name

All the while behind your back
They lift the flesh right from your bones
You should know by now, we're all fair game

You've been chasing each dream with whiskey
From here to Tokyo
Usin' up all your real friends
Places left to go

It's the high cost of low livin'
Ain't it high time, you turn yourself around?
Yeah, the high cost of low livin'
Is bound to put you six feet in the ground

Don't look behind you
Ahh, don't look back
Don't try to find reason in the past
Past is gone, gone at last

It's high cost of low livin'
It's high time you turn yourself around
Well, the high cost of low livin'
Is bound to put you six feet in the ground

by Warren Haynes, Allen Woody & John Jaworowicz.

Copyright 1996 Sony Music Entertainment, Inc.

Transcribed by Marcus Fromm & Cal Watts
I'm lying here for hours,
can't get my eyes to close.
Can't get one moments peace,
to save my dog-gone soul.
I've been doin' more than drinkin'
tryin' to ease my pain.
Everywhere I go,
somebody speaks your name.
Oh my friends keep on askin'
boy whats a wrong with you,
I say I'm worried,
worried down with the blues.

Try to be a good man,
work my fingers to the bone.
Oh and you return the favor,
by reckin' oh a happy home.
Why'd you play so many dirty tricks
I lost my faith in you,
and now you want me to take you back.
Whats a poor man supposed to do?

(chorus)
I am worried down with the blues,
Oh yes I am,
I am worried down with the blues oh yea
I feel like I was born to lose.
I used to walk with pride and my head held high
and now I'm starin' down at my shoes.
Yes I am worried,
worried down with the blues.

You made me turn my back,
on my very best friend.
and when my back was turned,
you were messin' around with him.
Still I'd give up everything,
just to have you by my side.
In the cold cold nights when I reach for you.
I'm holdin' to my foolish pride.

(chorus)
I am worried down with the blues,
Oh yes I am,
I am worried down with the blues oh yea
I feel like I was born to lose.
I used to walk with pride and my head held high
and now I'm starrin' down at my shoes.
Yes I am worried,
worried down with the blues.

Just one more mornin'
I had to wake up with the blues
Pulled myself outta bed, yeah
Put on my walkin' shoes,
Went up on the mountain,
To see what I could see,
The whole world was fallin',
right down in front of me.

(Chorus)
'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah Baby.
Ahh help me baby, or this will surely be the end of me, yeah.

Pull myself together, put on a new face,
Climb down off the hilltop, baby,
Get back in the race.

(Chorus)

Pull myself together, put on a new face,
Climb down off the hilltop, baby,
Get back in the race.

(Chorus)

I've been run down
I've been lied to
I don't know why,
I let that mean woman make me a fool
She took all my money
Wrecks my new car
Now she's with one of my good time buddies
They're drinkin' in some cross town bar

Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I've been tied
To the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good lord I feel like I'm dyin'

My friends tell me
That I've been such a fool
And I have to stand down and take it babe,
All for lovin' you
I drown myself in sorrow
As I look at what you've done
Nothin' seems to change
Bad times stay the same
And I can't run

Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I've been tied
To the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good lord I feel like I'm dyin'

Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I've been tied
To the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good lord I feel like I'm dyin'