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| Allman Brothers Band | Get On With Your Life | | By gregg allmanCopyright 1991 sony music entertainment, inc.Transcribed by ed luskeyI went around to your house,Found you laid up in the bed,By early afternoon you were so sloppy drunk,You couldnt even raise up your head.So get on with your life baby,Please let me get on with mine.These days and your ways are so painful,Youre just wasting all our precious time, ohhh.Since first I knew your name,I wasnt sure that you really cared.Spent most of your time with the other boys,And its been all down hill from there.So get on with your life baby,Please let me get on with mine.Each day brings a new confusion,Another way to break this poor heart of mine.I cant begin to count the times that Ive told ya,You better change all your wicked ways,But Im real sure whatever the number,Ah its the same as the times you laughed in my face.Wont somebody please wake me from this bad dream,I remember my grandmama told me,Things aint always what they seem.So get on with your life baby,Please let me get on with mine.Cause each day brings another confusion,Its about to break this poor heart of mine,Ohhhha, gonna lose my only mind, oh baby.Dont you break this poor heart of mine. | | Allman Brothers Band | Goin Down Slow | | Iv had my fun if I dont ever get well no moreIv had my fun if I dont ever get well no moreI know my help is failing me nowI know Im goin down slowWont somebody wright my mother and tell her the shape Im inI want somebody to wright my mother and tell her the shape Im inI want you tell her to pray for meAsk her to fortgive me for all my sinnsMother please dont send me no doctorA doctor cant do me no goodI dont want you to send me no doctor now..A doctor just cant do me no goodBack when I was a young boy oh..I just didnt do the thing I shouldMmmm mmmmmmMmmm mmmmmm | | Allman Brothers Band | Good Clean Fun | | By gregg allman, dickey betts, johnny neelCopyright 1990 cbs records, inc.Transcribed by: marcus phrommWell I am on the prowl, babyLooking for someone to satisfy my needs.Some way, somehow,Im gonna find someone to spend some time with me.I aint looking, out forever, for some woman to treat a good man right.You look so good, you got me thinking.You might satisfy my soul tonight.Theres no harm done, I know youre the oneYou dont got to worry, no hurry.The nights still young,Im just looking for some good clean fun.I am looking for one woman,Aint always tryin to put me down.I dont want nobody,Whos always givin me that same old run around.I aint leapin. Im just leanin,Looking for that good kind thing.I can tell by the way youre acting,You know exactly what I mean.Theres no harm done, I know youre the one.You dont got to worry, no hurryThe nights still young,Im just looking for some good clean fun.I better slow down, I dont wanna move too soon,Im so confused, I dont know what to do.Please dont think I am movin in for the kill,But if you dont want to love me somebody else will.I better slow down, I dont wanna move to soon,Im so confused, I dont know what to do.Please dont think I am moving out for the kill,If you dont want to love me somebody else will.Theres no harm done, I know youre the one.You dont got to worry, no hurryThe night is still young,Im just looking for some good clean fun.Some good clean fun...ohh, baby.Just looking for some good clean fun........... | | Allman Brothers Band | Hell & High Water | | By dickey betts(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc. and pangola publishing companyWe've been through hell and high water,Ready to go through it all again.As long as we've got a quarter between us all,We're gonna have money to spend, oh.Kicked down the doors in new orleans,We got busted at grove hill where nobody goes,And long bob drove us to the badlands,You can bet your ass we're gonna make it down to tomorrow night's show.Chorus:We took time by the horns,Cryin' out loud,Stood there naked up there in front of the crowd,Been a million miles,On a lost highway,They might name a street after us one of these days.Oh, we've seen the good times, we've seen the bad.Worse time we ever seen, is the best some folks ever had,And the stone mowed us down, with a cold-hearted quill,But we ain't changed our ways, and i guess we never will.Chorus | | Allman Brothers Band | Hell High Water | | By dickey betts(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc. and pangola publishing companyWeve been through hell and high water,Ready to go through it all again.As long as weve got a quarter between us all,Were gonna have money to spend, oh.Kicked down the doors in new orleans,We got busted at grove hill where nobody goes,And long bob drove us to the badlands,You can bet your ass were gonna make it down to tomorrow nights show.Chorus:We took time by the horns,Cryin out loud,Stood there naked up there in front of the crowd,Been a million miles,On a lost highway,They might name a street after us one of these days.Oh, weve seen the good times, weve seen the bad.Worse time we ever seen, is the best some folks ever had,And the stone mowed us down, with a cold-hearted quill,But we aint changed our ways, and I guess we never will.Chorus | | Allman Brothers Band | High Falls | | By forrest richard betts(c) 1975 uichappell music inc. and f. r. betts music (bmi)Instrumental | | Allman Brothers Band | Hoochie Coochie Man | | By willie dixonCopyright 1967 (renewed) hoochie coochie music (bmi)Gypsy woman told my mamawhile fore I was born.Got a boy child comin mama,Hell be a bad one, now.Ill make all you little girls,Turn your heads around.Then Im gonna take you little girls,Gonna take you right on down... with me yeahHo, you just wait and see.Ill be your hoochie coochie man,Ill set you free.On the seventh hour of the seventh dayOn the seventh month, seven doctors they say.Ive got lots of good luck, you know they all agree.But now if ya, if youre lookin for trouble babe,You better not mess with me.Hey, cause you know Ill getcha one by one.Aint no fun.Im that old hoochie coochie man,A bad son of a gun.Got a john the conqueroot and got some mojo too,We got a black cat born, were gonna slip it to you.Hey, move over people just as fast as you can.Said I know youre waitin for me cause Im the hoochie coochie man.Im gonna get you, one by one.I got set on that old hoochie coochie manAnd Im yo son of a gun.Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh while fore I was born,She said you know hes comin mama, hell be a bad, very bad one.Make all the ladies, turn their heads around.You said, I can just see all those women, chasin him all down.Im your hoochie coochie man, everybody knows it. | | Allman Brothers Band | I Feel Free | | By jack bruce/pete brownTranscribed by janne jhnkeFree when I dance whit youWe move like the seaYou youre all I want to knowI feel freeI feel freeI feel freeI can walk down the street theres no one thereThough the pavements are on hure crowdI can drive down the road my eyes dont seeTough my mind wants to cry out loudAh ah ah ahSoloI feel freeI feel freeI feel freeI feel freeI can walk down the street theres no one thereThough the pavements are on hure crowdI can drive down the road my eyes dont seeTough my mind wants to cry out loudMind wants to cry out loudDance floor is like the seaCeiling is the skyYoure the sun and as you shine on meI feel freeI feel freeI feel freeOh uh uh oh | | Allman Brothers Band | I Beg Of You | | By rose marie mccoy & kelly owensCopyright 1957 elvis presley music & unichappel music inc.Transcribed by paul gongola.I dont want my heart to be brokencause its the only one Ive gotSo darling please be carefulYou know I care a lotDarling, please dont break my heartI beg of youI dont want no tears a fallinYou know I hate to cryBut thats whats bound to happenIf you ever say goodbyeDarling, please dont say goodbyeI beg of youHold my hand and promiseThat youll always love me trueMake me know you love meThe same way I love you, little girlHold my hand and promiseThat youll always love me trueMake me know you love meThe same way I love you, little girlYou got me in your mercyNow that Im in love with youSo please dont take advantagecause you know my love is trueMy darling please love me tooI beg of youDarling, please dont break my heartI beg of youDarling, please dont say goodbyeI beg of you | | Allman Brothers Band | Island | | Sometimes it seems like yesterdayOther times more than a million yearsOh little girl sweeter than an angelWhen I think of her I laugh,And drown in my own tearsYou draw your first breath so close to meNow weve been apart for years and yearsShe can wash the land away, tides turning everyday,All I really came to say isI still love you my sweet islandMaybe times will someday build a bridge for usSomewhere father down the line; I knowBut for you this;To show you whos on my mindShe can wash the land away, tides turning everyday,All I really came to say isI still love you my sweet islandWhatever they may say about my silenceRemember Im an island tooWere connected by more than an oceanMy blood runs in youShe can wash the land away, tides turning everyday,All I really came to say isI still love you my sweet island | | Allman Brothers Band | Revival | | By dickey bettsCopyright 1970 unichappell inc. and f. r. betts music (bmi)People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you hear it? love is in the air.Were in a revolution. dont you know were right.Everyone is singing. yeah! therell be no one to fight.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.Love is everywhere.Love is everywhere.Love is everywhere.Love is everywhere.Love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere.People can you feel it? love is everywhere. | | Allman Brothers Band | Sailin cross The Devils Sea | | By gregg allman, warren haynes, allen woody, jack pearsonCopyright 1994 sony music entertainment, inc.Transcribed by ed luskeyLately I dont know where I went wrong,But the spell of that pretty young girl is far too strong,Between her fine perfume and angel face,My whole world became another place.The dark side of her intelligence was so strong,Soon therell be no difference in right or wrong.Next thing I know I had a key that unlocked her door.I could not wait to hear the siren song,The beginning of the end of my happy home.Sailin, sailing cross the devils sea, oooh, hooo,Too blind in love, too blind to see.Heard them say the paybacks double-fold,Just cant seem to remember who I bought and sold.Ill probably still be here when you come around next year,Trying to climb from this deep dark hole.Ill be damned if I just dont feel Im growin old.Sailing, sailing cross the devils sea, ohhh, hooo,Too blind in love, too blind to see.Cause she was eviler than evil, slippery like a fox,Set me up with pain and woe and, I swear it wont seem to stop.If I could just remove her hook from deep from within my soul,Swear Ill leave and not come back, just let me out that door.Sailin, sailing cross the devils sea, ohhh, hooo,Too blind in love, too blind to see. | | Allman Brothers Band | Seven Turns | | By the allman brothers bandFrom seven turnsSeven turns on the highway,Seven rivers to cross.Sometimes, you feel like you could fly away,Sometimes, you get lost.And sometimes, in the darkened night,You see the crossroad sign.One way is the mornin light,You got to make up your mind.Somebodys callin your name.Somebodys waiting for you.Love is all that remains the same,Thats what its all comin to.Hey, yeah.Runnin wild out on the road,Just like a leaf on the wind.How in the world could you ever know,Wed ever meet again? Seven turns on the highway,Seven rivers to cross.Sometimes, you feel like you could fly away,Sometimes, you get lost.Somebodys callin your name.Somebodys waitin for you.Love is all that remains the same,Thats what its all comin to.Somebodys callin your name.Somebodys waitin for you.Love is all that remains the same,Thats what its all comin to.Somebodys callin your name.Somebodys waitin for you.Somebodys callin your name.Thats what its all coming to. | | Allman Brothers Band | Cant Take It With You | | By dickey betts and don johnson(c) 1979 emi blackwood music inc. and pangola publishing companyCant take it with you.Everybody knows.Cant take it with you when you go.Cant hide your love away.Save it up for a rainy day.Ya cant take it with you when you go.And it hurts so bad when you finally have to show.Chorus:Cant take it with you.Everybody knows.Cant take it with you when you go.Cant hide your love away.Save it up for a rainy day.You cant take it with you when you go.No, you cant take it with you when you go. ooo.No, you cant take it with you when you go, oh, no.Play it high or low.Break the bank in monte carlo.You can play it just the way it falls.Cut it like you want to.But it just might come back and haunt you.Lady lucks your mama when she calls.ChorusHot-wire a fast carJust to take a ride.You can run, but you sure cannot hide.Oh, tell her a lieAnd live with it til you die, but youCant take it with you when you go.Chorus | | Allman Brothers Band | Can You Fool | | Greg:Well you can take all of the money that you made andbut it in the jarDrag out a map that will show youis heaven very farYou take all of the medicine you need 'til yafind out who you are Maybe you can figurewhy that woman wanna be so cruelBut ya, ya just can't forget her, can you foolOh-ohCher:Well those winter nightsand the city lightsand the crying of the trainEveryday is a straight up grayEvery memory's a fadeAnd then ya finally use the sense God gave yato come out of the rainStill you can't figurewhy that man is got to be so cruelBut ya just can't forget him, can you foolTogether:Oh, love is long and love is hardLove brings lots of painShe was hereNow she's goneLord, bring her back againCher:Well you can take all of the money that you made andGreg:but it in the jarDrag out a map that will show youis heaven very farCher:And you can take all of the medicine you need 'til yaGreg:find out who you areCher:Still you can't figure whythat man he got to be so cruelBut ya just can't forget him, can you foolGreg:No you just can't forget her, can you foolCher:Awww, can you fool | | Allman Brothers Band | Drunken Hearted Boy | | By the allman brothers bandFrom the fillmore concertsWell, yes, people I am a poor, drunken hearted boy.Well, yeah, people I am a poor, drunken hearted boy.I have a whole ocean of trouble,And just a little, half pint of joy.I drink because Im worried, I dont drink because Im dry.I know if I keep on drinkin, Im liable to drink away my life.But thats alright.Baby, bring me another half-a-pint,Im trying to drown these blues, yes I am.People if you had my trouble,Baby, I know youd be drinkin too.Alright.Baby, bring me some old grandads 100 proof.Dont play like that man, youll make me thirsty.Oh, lord.Baby, if I keep on drinkin, I know I cant last too long.Woman, if I keep on drinkin, people ya know I cant last too long.Thats alright, cause when Im dead and buried,Please think about me when you hear this song. | | Allman Brothers Band | Dimples | | I love the way you walkI love the way you walkI love the way you walk, Oh my babe, I got my eyes on youI see ya every dayI see ya every dayI see ya every day, Oh my babe, I got my eyes on you(guitar solo)I love to see ya switchI love to see ya switchI love to see ya switch, Oh my babe, I got my eyes on youYou've Got Dimples on your jawYou've Got Dimples on your jawYou've Got Dimples on your jaw | | Allman Brothers Band | End Of The Line | | End of the lineBy g. allman, w. haynes, a. woody, and j. jaworowicz(c) 1992 sony music entertainment, inc.And now the gravity of trouble was more than I could bear,At times my luck was so bad, I had to fold my hands,Almost lost my soul, rarely I could find my head,Wake up early in the morning, feeling nearly dead.I was never afraid of danger, took trouble on the chin,Mountains I have climbed, that have killed a thousand men,Spent most of my lifetime downtown, sleepin behind the wheel,Never needed anybody, I was king of the hill.[chorus:]Oh, when I think about the old days,Lord, it sends chills up and down my spine,Yeah life aint what it seems, on the boulevard of broken dreams,Guess I opened my eyes in the nick of time,cause it sure felt like the end of the line.No matter how hard I run, I just cant get awayI try to do my best, but the devil gets in my waySpent most of my lifetime downtown, sleepin behind the wheeltill it all came down to kill or be killed[chorus] | | Allman Brothers Band | I Got A Right To Be Wrong | | By dickey betts(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc. and pangola publishing companyOh-uh-oh, oooh.I got a right to be wrong.I got a right to be lonely when youre gone.Whoa, Ill get out around, tear up my own home town.Get mocked up, locked up, wind up in the lost and found,Oh, I got a right to be wrong.Well its so easy to give advice,When you aint the one who got to pay the price.Sit up there on your hill telling me I got to sink or swim.Well it might thrill you, to make me want to kill ya,I cant believe youre leavin me for him,I got a right to be wrong.Chorus:Oh, loan me a dollar and watch me follow you around,You got all the moves, youre puttin me through school.Oh, I give you my best, but I guess Im still your fool,Babe, I got you down in my song.I got a right to be wrong.Ive been con-flicted, e-victed, re-stricted,Served with a letter sent to whom it may concern,Still around lord, Im still in town,A lesson hard learned nearly got me down,Its a cryin shame, you dont even know my name,A low down lonesome song,I got a right to be wrong.ChorusI got a right to be wrong. | | Allman Brothers Band | Slip Away | | By w. armstrong, w. terrell & m. danielsWhat would I give, just for a few momentsWhat would I give , just to have you nearTell me you will try, to slip away somehowOh, I need you darlin, I want to see you right nowCan you slip away, slip away, slipaway hey hey heyOh, I need you soNow I know its wrong, the things I ask you to doBut please belive me darlin, I dont mean to hurt youBut could you just slip away, without him knowin youre goneThen we could meet somewhere, somewhere where were both not knownCan you slip away, slip away, slipaway hey hey heyOh, I need you soBridge:Love, oh love, how sweet it isThe way you make me feel sometime....darling, how sweet it is. | | Allman Brothers Band | So Long | | By gregg allman and daniel toler(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc.So long, I hope our paths meet again some day.Oh, but whos to say, whos to say, where or when? And Ill be hopin that itll be real, real soon.Yeah, Ill be hopin that youll be there sharinMy little cozy bedroom.Weve been together down that long and lonesome road.The happiness weve shared was through each otherAnd its a doggone shame such a beautiful thing,Should have to fade away,Not too many people ever had what we had,To throw it all away is oh, so sad. so long, so long.So long. i believe our paths may cross again.And I thank the lord, thank the lord,That this time we parted friends.So for this time, so long, so long, so long, so long. | | Allman Brothers Band | Spoonful | | By willie dicksonCould be spoonful of diamondsCould be spoonful of goldBut I want a spoon ot your precious loveTo satisfy my soulChorusMen lies about itSome are wild about itSome dies without itEverythings right about spoonfulThat spoon,that spoon,that spoonfulThat spoon,that spoon,that spoonfulCould be spoonful of coffeeCould be spoonful of teaBut I want a spoon of your precious loveThats good enough for meChorusMen lies about itSome are wild about itSome dies without itEverythings right about spoonfulThat spoon,that spoon,that spoonfulThat spoon,that spoon,that spoonful.Could be a spoonful of waterSearching from the desert sandBut just a spoon of that fortifiesSaved you from another manChorusMen lies about itSome are wild about itSome dies without itEverythings right about spoonfulThat spoon,that spoon,that spoonfulThat spoon,that spoon,that spoonful | | Allman Brothers Band | Im Not Crying | | Im not cryingBy jack pearson & william howseCopyright 1995 by candlefly songsTranscribed by paul gongolaMoonlight shining through my windowCold wind blowing at my doorWhile I lay here thinkingDown on this killing floorBlues falling down around meComing just like rainOh, it makes me wonderHow I can stand so much painIm not crying, Im not cryingEven though it hurts me soMore than youll ever knowIm not cryingLong distance relationThats so close to meWho I think of so oftenBut rarely get to seeNever thought Id fall till I fell downReaching up from the groundLooking for a helping handThat was nowhere to be foundIm not crying, Im not cryingEven though it hurts me soMore than youll ever knowIm not cryingIm not crying, Im not cryingEven though it hurts me soMore than youll ever knowIm not cryingEven though it hurts me soMore than youll ever knowIm not cryingIt hurts me down in my soulMore than youll ever knowBut Im not crying | | Allman Brothers Band | Shapes Of Things | | (keith relf - jim mccarty - paul samwell-smith)Verse 1:ShapesOf things before my eyesJust teach me to despiseWill time make man more wiseVerse 2:HereWithin my lonely frameMy eyes just hurt my brainBut will they seem the sameChorus:Come tomorrowWill I be olderCome tomorrowMay be a soldierCome tomorrowWill I be bolderThan today? Verse 3:NowThe trees are almost greenBut will they still be seenWhere time and tide have beenVerse 4:FallenInto your passing handsPlease dont destroy these landsDont make them desert sands[repeat chorus]Guitar solo:Verse 5:SoonI hope that I will findLoves deep within my mindThat wont disgrace my kind | | Allman Brothers Band | The Heat Is On | | By dickey betts, mike lawler & buddy yochimCopyright 1981 pangola publishing co. & milene music incTranscribed by paul gongolaWhatever happened to good time sallyI dont see her round no moreShe used to be all over meIt aint like that no moreSally had the best game there was in townNow the good girl just cant be foundWhatever happened to good time sallyI dont see her round no moreThe heat is on, everybody has gone undergroundThe heat is on, everybody hiding out just like jesse jamesMy old home townLord, it dont seem the sameWell, I walked in this place, I was just lookin for a gameEverybody here wanted to know my nameI said hush, hush up your mouth, Ill introduce my own selfTo this houseI was born in the back woods, I was raised up like a slaveHaving me a good time now is all I craveI spotted me a barroom queen, skin tight blue jeansThat same old midnight showI took her to the side and I said I wont be satisfiedUntil you tell me everything you knowWhatever happened to big time buddyI dont see him round no moreI heard tell that they got him in jailBut I dont know what they got him forThey caught him with an airplaneTalkin bout some cocaineNobody knows for sureWhatever happened to good time buddyI dont see hem round no moreThe heat is on, everybody has gone undergroundThe heat is on, everybody hiding out just like jesse jamesMy old home townLord, it dont seem the same | | Allman Brothers Band | Sail Away | | By dickey betts(c) 1979 emi blackwood music inc.Sunset colors, all across the bay.Finds me here alone at the end of one more day.Skipping stones across the water.Wonder why I ever thought youd stay.Palm trees sway in the evening breeze.Sing a lullabye of sweet love to me.Sailboat, sail away into the amber sky.And I wonder why I ever thought youd stay.Sail on, sail away.May all your dreams come true one day.Sail on, sail away.I wonder why I ever thought youd stay.Sail on, sail away.May all your dreams come true one day.Sail on, sail away.I wonder why I ever thought youd stay.I wonder why I ever thought youd stay.Sail on, sail away.Sail on, sail away.Sail on, sail away.Sail on, sail away. | | Allman Brothers Band | Please Call Home | | By gregg allmanCopyright 1970 unichappell inc. and elijah blue music (bmi)Take one last look... before you leave,cause oh, somehow it means so much to me.And if you ever need me, you know where Ill be.So please call home... if you change your mind.Oh, I dont mind.I guess I saw it comin... day by day.But oh, I could not stand the failure.Before you leave, theres just one thing I must say.Please call home... if you change your mind.Oh, I dont mind.And I know, that youre used to runnin.Oh youre lost baby, and I aint funnin.But oh, when you call to me, well, Ill come runninSafe to your side... again Ill confide... in you.So go on, I wont say no more.My heart aint in it, but Ill hold the door.But just remember, what I said before.Please call home... if you change your mind. | | Allman Brothers Band | Sweet Mama | | By billy joe shaverSweet mama, lay your burden down,Sweet mama, lay your burden down,Just let me tell you bout some truth in life Ive found,Sweet mama, lord. set yourself right down.Lord, pride, it aint worth a us dime, lord no,Well pride, it aint worth a poor mans timeAnd its misery to be so jealous all the timeSweet mama, lord, be kind to your mind.Sweet mama, lay your burden down,Oh sweet mama, lord lay them trophies down,You know it aint no good to be givin me that same old run-around,Cause sweet mama, lay your burden down.Sweet mama, lord, youre so feelin fineAnd I know that you think this is just a line,But I only put these words into this little song,To try, lord, and help us get along. | | Allman Brothers Band | The Same Thing | | By willie dixonCopyright Make a man go crazy, a woman wear her dress so tightMake a man go crazy, a woman wear her dress so tightMust be the same thing make a tom cat fight all night.Make you feel so good when your baby get her evening gownMake you feel so good when your baby get her evening gownMust be the same thing make a preacher lay his Bible down.Woah that same thing,Woah that same thing,Tell me who is to blame,Whole world fighting about that same thing.What makes all these men chase a big leg woman down,What makes all these men chase a big leg woman down,Must be the same thing make a poor dog a hurtin hound.Woah that same thing,Woah that same thing,Tell me who is to blame,Whole world fighting about that same thing.Oh that same thing,Woah that same thing,Tell me who is to blame,Whole world fighting about that same thing. | | Allman Brothers Band | The Whipping Post | | I been run down, i been lied to,I don't know why i let that mean woman make me a fool.She took all my money, wrecked my new car.Now she's with one of my goodtime buddies,They're drinkin' in some crosstown bar.Sometimes i feel, sometimes i feel,Like i 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 by and take it baby, all for lovin' you.Drown myself in sorrow, and i look at what you've down.But nothin' seems to change, the bad times stay the same,And i can't run.Sometimes i feel, sometimes i feel,Like i been tied to the whipping postTied 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 been tied to the whipping postTied to the whipping post,Tied to the whipping post,Good lord, i feel like i'm dyin'.Transcribed by rich kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu |
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