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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.

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

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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

by Gregg Allman
Copyright 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 I'll be.
So please call home... if you change your mind.
Oh, I don't mind.
I guess I saw it comin'... day by day.
But oh, I could not stand the failure.
Before you leave, there's just one thing I must say.
Please call home... if you change your mind.
Oh, I don't mind.
And I know, that you're used to runnin'.
Oh you're lost baby, and I ain't funnin'.
But oh, when you call to me, well, I'll come runnin'
safe to your side... again I'll confide... in you.
So go on, I won't say no more.
My heart ain't in it, but I'll hold the door.
But just remember, what I said before.
Please call home... if you change your mind.

by Gregg Allman and Berry Oakley
Copyright 1972 Unichappell Music Inc. and Elijah Blue Music (BMI)
I recall once upon a time,
Livin was so easy and I felt so fine.
But, my, my, my right before my very eyes,
Satan came with fire to burn me,
Wouldn't listen when they warned me.
A dagger in my back while she's calling me honey,
Wouldn't stand back, for neither love nor money.

Thirty minutes after my ship set sail,
She put up a sign and my house began to wail.
But, why, why, why I couldn't see it in my little girl's eyes?
She had such a way to fool me, Lord she had a way to fool me.
And I would ask the woman, "Can you find it in yourself to please stand back?
You ain't gonna rule me."

Just when all began to fade,
I reached out, threw the Ace of Spades.
I put her on a train to the Everglades.

Now that it's all over and gone,
Somehow I just don't feel so alone.
But, lie, lie, lie it seemed like such a waste of time.
She did not ever seem to know me,
But, now it's much too late to show me.
But, if I ever see that woman walkin down the street I'll just stand back,
And try to move away slowly.
Oh, yeah.

by Gregg Allman

Copyright 1969 Unichappell Music Inc. and Elijah Blue Music (BMI)

Black hearted woman, can't you see your poor man dyin'?
Can't count on both hands, baby, all the lonely nights I've been cryin'.
Well I'm tired of all your slippery ways, I can't take your evil lyin'.
Oh, no.
Black hearted woman, seems trouble and pain is all you crave.
Black hearted woman, seems trouble and pain is all you crave.
Some time thinking I'll be much better, if I was stiff down in my grave.
I just can't stay. Yeah.

Yesterday I was your man, now you don't know my name.
Yesterday I was your man, now you don't know my name.
Well I'm going out to find a new way baby, oh, to get back into your
game.
Yeah, yeah.
One of these days, gonna catch you with your back door man.
One of these days, yeah, gonna catch you with your back door man.
I'll be moving on down the road pretty baby, ah, to start all over
again.
Ah, yeah.

by Gregg Allman
Copyright 1970 Unichappell Inc. and Elijah Blue Music (BMI)
I been trapped inside four walls, feel like I can't call to no one
ah, way out on the outside.
Well livin' alone is easy, but too long just don't seem really
quite the thing to do, no.
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. All behind.
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. All behind.
And I feel I have to scream
whenever I get the notion.
And though I try so hard,
I can't hold back my emotions.
But I... love you, but I can't have ya. Won't you sit by my side.
You don't work, the man don't pay ya.
There 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. All behind.

by The Allman Brothers Band
from Seven Turns

Seven 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.

Somebody's callin your name.
Somebody's waiting for you.
Love is all that remains the same,
That's what it's 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,
We'd ever meet again?

Seven turns on the highway,
Seven rivers to cross.
Sometimes, you feel like you could fly away,
Sometimes, you get lost.

Somebody's callin your name.
Somebody's waitin for you.
Love is all that remains the same,
That's what it's all comin to.

Somebody's callin your name.
Somebody's waitin for you.
Love is all that remains the same,
That's what it's all comin to.

Somebody's callin your name.
Somebody's waitin for you.
Somebody's callin your name.
That's what it's all coming to.

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