The Allman Brothers Band - Instant Live [box, live] (2004) by The Allman Brothers Band (보컬) on maniadb.com

You don't love me, pretty baby,
you don't love me, yes I know.
You don't love me, pretty baby
you don't love me, yes I know.
Well if you leave me, pretty baby
don't you know you're gonna hurt me so.
Well I'm gonna tell my mother,
I'm gonna talk to my father too.
Well I'm gonna tell my sweet mother,
I'll have a word with my father too.
Well I'm gonna tell everybody,
what those young girls will do to you.
Goodbye now, pretty baby,
if I don't see you no more.
Lord, goodbye now, pretty baby,
if I never see you no more.
Well if you think I'll be your fool, Lord,
you better be on your merry way.

Last Sunday morning, the sunshine felt like rain.
The week before, they all seemed the same.
With the help of God and true friends, I've come to realize,
I still have two strong legs, and even wings to fly.

So I, ain't a-wastin time no more.
Cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things.

Well, Lord, Lord, Miss Sally, why all your cryin?
Been around here three long days, lookin like we're dyin.
Go step yourself outside, and look up at the stars above,
And go on downtown, baby, find somebody to love.

Meanwhile, I ain't a-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,
Ya can't let one precious day to slip by.
Well, look inside yourself, and if you don't see what you want,
Maybe sometimes then ya 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.

So, hear us now, we ain't wastin time no more.
Cause time rolls by like hurricanes.
Runnin after the subway train.
Don't forget the pourin rain

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.

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.
- 간 주 중 -
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.
- 간 주 중 -
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.
- 간 주 중 -
please don't keep me wonderin' no longer.

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, babe, 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, cheap trouble and pain is all you play.
Black hearted woman, cheap trouble and pain is all you play.
Some time thinking I'll be much better, if I was stiff down in my grave.
No, I just can't stay.
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 babe, oh, to get back into your
game.
Yeah, yeah.
One of these days, I'm gonna catch you with your back door man.
One of these days, yeah, I'm gonna catch you with your back door man.
I'll be moving on down the road pretty baby, oh, to start all over
again.
Oh, yeah.

Crossroads, seem to come and go, yeah.
The gypsy flies from coast to coast,
Knowing many, loving none,
Bearing sorrow, having fun.
But, back home he'll always run,
To sweet Melissa.
Mmmm-hmmm.

Freight train, each car looks the same, all the same.
And no one knows the gypsy's name,
And no one hears his lonely sighs,
There are no blankets where he lies.
Lord, in his deepest dreams the gypsy flies,
With sweet Melissa.
Mmmm-hmmm.

Again, the mornin's come.
Again, he's on the run.
A sunbeam's shinin through his hair.
Fear not to have a care.
Well, pick up your gear and gypsy roll on.
Roll on.

Crossroads, will you ever let him go? Lord, Lord.
Or will you hide the dead man's ghost?
Or will he lie, beneath the clay?
Or will his spirit float away?
But, I know that he won't stay,
Without Melissa.
Yes, I know that he won't stay, yeah,
Without Melissa.
Lord, Lord, it's all the same.
Mmmmm-hmmmmm.

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

Berry Oakley, Jaimoe Johanny Johansen and Butch Trucks
Copyright 1972 Unichappel Music, Inc., F.R. Betts Music,
Elijah Blue Music and Peer International Corp.
Instrumental