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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Duane Allman
Duane Allman
Guitar
Berry Oakley
Berry Oakley
Bass Guitar
Butch Trucks
Butch Trucks
Drums
Dickey Betts
Dickey Betts
Guitar
Gregg Allman
Gregg Allman
Organ
Jaimoe
Jaimoe
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregg Allman
Gregg Allman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Dowd
Tom Dowd
Producer

Letra

I've been trapped inside four walls, feel like I can't call to no one Way out on the outside Well, livin' alone is easy, but too long just don't seem really Quite the thing to do, Lord Think I'll drink up a little more wine To ease my worried mind And walk down on the street And leave my blues at home (Alright) The landlord is on my line, I can't get no peace of mind But I know there's something better I can't stay and I can't run, can't keep waitin' for someone To find and go roll Well, I'll gather up all my four leaf clovers Don't leave, I'm on my way over A walk down on the street And leave my blues at home (Alright) I feel I have to scream Whenever I get to motion Lord, I tried so hard I can't hold back my emotions Oh! I love you, but I can't have ya' Won't you sit by my side (Oh! Come aside me) You don't work, the man don't pay ya' Here ain't no saint to come and save ya', oh! Puttin' your toll down Well, if you ride you pay the fare, with satan on your back and he don't care Where you come from or where you goin' And before I get myself all down I jump up and kick the door down And walk down on the street And leave my blues at home (Alright) I'm on to leave at home It ain't no taking, no longer No yeah!
Writer(s): Gregg L. Allman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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