Lyrics for singles by Allman Brothers Band

Midnight Rider

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

Repeat three times and Fade
But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
Not gonna let them catch the Midnight Rider

One Way Out

Ain't but one way out baby, Lord I just can't go out the door
Ain't but one way out baby, and Lord I just can't go out the door
Cause there's a man down there, might be your man I don't know

Lord you got me trapped woman, up on the second floor
If I get by this time I won't be trapped no more
So raise your window baby, I can ease out soft and slow
And lord, your neighbors, no they won't be
Talking that stuff that they don't know

Lord, I'm foolish to be here in the first place
I know some man gonna walk in and take my place
Ain't no way in the world, I'm going out that front door
Cause there's a man down there, might be your man I don't know
Cause there's a man down there, might be your man I don't know
Cause there's a man down there

Freely
Lord, it just might happen to be your man
Lord, it just a might be your man
Oh baby, I just don't know

I'm No Angel

No I'm no angel, No I'm no stranger to the street
I`ve got my label, So I won't crumble at your feet
And I know baby, So I've got scars upon my cheek
And I'm half crazy, Come on and love me baby

So you find me hard to handle, well I'm easier to hold
So you like my spurs that jingle and I never leave you cold
So I might steal your diamonds I'll bring you back some gold
I'm no angel

No I'm no angel, No I'm no stranger to the dark
Let me rock your cradle, Let me start a fire with your spark
Oh come on baby, Come and let me show you my tatoo
Let me drive you crazy, Come on and love me baby

So you don't give a darn about me, I never treat you bad
I won't ever lift a hand to hurt you & I'll always leave you glad
So I might steal your diamonds I'll bring you back some gold
I'm no angel

No I'm no angel, No I'm no stranger to the dark
Let me rock your cradle, Let me start a fire with your spark
Oh come on baby, Come and let me show you my tatoo
Let me drive you crazy, Come on and love me baby

Ain't Wastin' Time No More

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

Melissa

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

Blue Sky

Walk along the river, sweet lullaby
It just keeps on flowin'
It don't worry 'bout where it's goin', no, no

Don't fly, mister blue bird
I'm just walkin' down the road
Early mornin' sunshine, tell me all I need to know

You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day
Lord, you know it makes me high
When you turn your love my way
Turn your love my way, yeah

Good ol' Sunday mornin'
Bells are ringin' everywhere
Goin' to Carolina, it won't be long and I'll be there

You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day
Lord, you know it makes me high
When you turn your love my way
Turn your love my way, yeah, yeah

Ramblin' Man

Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can
And when it's time for leavin'
I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man

Well my father was a gambler down in Georgia
He wound up on the wrong end of a gun
And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus
Rollin' down highway 41

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I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin'
Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee
They're always having a good time down on the bayou
Lord, them Delta women think the world of me

[chorus]

Wasted Words

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 you 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