The Allman Brothers Band - Final Concert 10-28-14 Album Lyrics
The Allman Brothers Band - Final Concert 10-28-14 Lyrics
- Little Martha (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Mountain Jam (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Don't Want You No More (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- It's Not My Cross To Bear (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- One Way Out (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Good Morning Little School Girl (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Midnight Rider (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- The High Cost of Low Living (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Hot 'Lanta (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Blue Sky (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- You Don't Love Me/ Soul Serenade/ You Don't Love Me (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Statesboro Blues (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Ain't Wasting Time (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Black Hearted Woman (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- The Sky Is Crying (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Dreams (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Don't Keep Me Wonderin' (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- In Memory of Elizabeth Reed (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- JaMaBuBu (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- In Memory of Elizabeth Reed (reprise) (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Melissa (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Revival (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Southbound (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Mountain Jam Reprise (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Will The Circle Be Unbroken (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Mountain Jam Reprise 2 (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Whipping Post (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Farewell Message (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
- Trouble No More (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Writer: DONOVAN LEITCH, GREGG ALLMAN, HOWARD ALLMAN, FORREST RICHARD BETTS, JOHNNY JOHNSON, RAYMOND OAKLEY, CLAUDE TRUCKS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
It's Not My Cross To Bear (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I have not come, yeah
To testify
About our bad, bad misfortune
And I ain't here a wond'rin' why
But I'll live on and I'll be strong
'Cause it just ain't my cross to bear
I sat down and wrote you a long letter
It was just the other day
Said, sure as the sunrise, baby
Tomorrow I'll be up and on my way
But I'll live on and I'll be strong
'Cause it just ain't my cross to bear
Oh no
Oh, but I'll live on and I'll be strong
'Cause it just ain't my cross to bear
Yes now baby
But in the end, baby
Long towards the end of your road
Don't reach out for me, babe
'Cause I'm not gonna carry your load
But I'll live on and I'll be strong
'Cause it just ain't my cross to bear
Yeah, yeah
I have not come, yeah
To testify
About our bad, bad misfortune
And I ain't here a wond'rin' why
But I'll live on and I'll be strong
'Cause it just ain't my cross to bear
I sat down and wrote you a long letter
It was just the other day
Said, sure as the sunrise, baby
Tomorrow I'll be up and on my way
But I'll live on and I'll be strong
'Cause it just ain't my cross to bear
Oh no
Oh, but I'll live on and I'll be strong
'Cause it just ain't my cross to bear
Yes now baby
But in the end, baby
Long towards the end of your road
Don't reach out for me, babe
'Cause I'm not gonna carry your load
But I'll live on and I'll be strong
'Cause it just ain't my cross to bear
Yeah, yeah
Writer: GREGG ALLMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
One Way Out (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
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 our 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
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 our 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
Writer: MARSHALL E SEHORN, ELMORE JAMES, SONNY BOY WILLIAMSON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, GULF COAST MUSIC LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, GULF COAST MUSIC LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing
Good Morning Little School Girl (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I come home with you?
Tell your momma and your daddy that
I'm a little schoolboy too
Well I love you this morning
I just can't help myself
You're so young and pretty
You don't need nobody else
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I come home with you?
Gonna leave here baby, at just
About the break of day
On the account of how ya treat me, baby
Oh I gotta stay away oh, come on schoolgirl
Can I come home with you?
Oh, tell me baby, I don't know what to do
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
I'll go home with you
Oh, I'm gonna buy myself an airplane, fly all
Over your town, and tell everybody baby
About the way you put me down
I said come here, schoolgirl
Can I go home with you?
You sure are real pretty
And I don't know what to do
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I go home with you?
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I go home with you?
Tell your momma and your daddy that
I'm a little schoolboy too
The way I love ya this mornin'
I just can't help myself
You sure are young and pretty
And I don't know what to do
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I go home with you?
Can I come home with you?
Tell your momma and your daddy that
I'm a little schoolboy too
Well I love you this morning
I just can't help myself
You're so young and pretty
You don't need nobody else
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I come home with you?
Gonna leave here baby, at just
About the break of day
On the account of how ya treat me, baby
Oh I gotta stay away oh, come on schoolgirl
Can I come home with you?
Oh, tell me baby, I don't know what to do
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
I'll go home with you
Oh, I'm gonna buy myself an airplane, fly all
Over your town, and tell everybody baby
About the way you put me down
I said come here, schoolgirl
Can I go home with you?
You sure are real pretty
And I don't know what to do
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I go home with you?
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I go home with you?
Tell your momma and your daddy that
I'm a little schoolboy too
The way I love ya this mornin'
I just can't help myself
You sure are young and pretty
And I don't know what to do
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
Can I go home with you?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Midnight Rider (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
Midnight Rider
Well, I've got to run to keep from hidin'
And I'm bound to keep on ridin'
And I've got one more silver dollar
But I'm not gonna let 'em 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 'em 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 'em catch the midnight rider
No, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
Not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider
No, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
I'm not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider
No, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
I'm not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider
Not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider
Well, I've got to run to keep from hidin'
And I'm bound to keep on ridin'
And I've got one more silver dollar
But I'm not gonna let 'em 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 'em 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 'em catch the midnight rider
No, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
Not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider
No, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
I'm not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider
No, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no
I'm not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider
Not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider
Writer: Robert Kim Payne, Gregg Allman
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The High Cost of Low Living (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
You're the life of the party, everybody's host
Still you need somewhere you can hide
All your good time friends
And your farewell to has-beens
Lord knows, just along for the ride
You think you're a survivor
But boy, you better think twice
No one rides for nothin'
So, step up and pay the price
It's a high cost of low livin'
Ain't it high time? You turn yourself around
Yeah, the high cost of low livin'
It's bound to put you six feet in the ground
So many here who love ya
But still, you just can't tell
Real ones and those who drop your name
All the while behind your back
They lift the flesh right from your bones
You should know by now through all their game
They've been chasing each dream with whiskey
From here to Tokyo
Usin' up all your real friends
Places left to go
It's a high cost of low livin'
Ain't it high time? You turn yourself around
Yeah, the high cost of low livin'
It's bound to put you six feet in the ground
Don't look behind you
Ahh, don't look back
Don't turn to find reason in the past
Past is gone, gone at last
And it's high cost of low livin'
And it's high time you turn yourself around
Well, the high cost of low livin'
It's bound to put you six feet in the ground
Still you need somewhere you can hide
All your good time friends
And your farewell to has-beens
Lord knows, just along for the ride
You think you're a survivor
But boy, you better think twice
No one rides for nothin'
So, step up and pay the price
It's a high cost of low livin'
Ain't it high time? You turn yourself around
Yeah, the high cost of low livin'
It's bound to put you six feet in the ground
So many here who love ya
But still, you just can't tell
Real ones and those who drop your name
All the while behind your back
They lift the flesh right from your bones
You should know by now through all their game
They've been chasing each dream with whiskey
From here to Tokyo
Usin' up all your real friends
Places left to go
It's a high cost of low livin'
Ain't it high time? You turn yourself around
Yeah, the high cost of low livin'
It's bound to put you six feet in the ground
Don't look behind you
Ahh, don't look back
Don't turn to find reason in the past
Past is gone, gone at last
And it's high cost of low livin'
And it's high time you turn yourself around
Well, the high cost of low livin'
It's bound to put you six feet in the ground
Writer: GREGG L. ALLMAN, JEFF ANDERS, RONNIE BURGIN, WARREN HAYNES
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer: BUTCH TRUCKS, DUANE ALLMAN, FORREST RICHARD BETTS, GREGG L. ALLMAN, JAY JOHNNIE JOHANSON, RAYMOND BERRY OAKLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Blue Sky (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
Walk along the river, sweet lullaby
It just keep on flowing
They don't worry 'bout where it's goin', no, no
Don't fly mister blue bird
I'm just walking down the road
Early morning 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 morning bells are ringing 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
It just keep on flowing
They don't worry 'bout where it's goin', no, no
Don't fly mister blue bird
I'm just walking down the road
Early morning 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 morning bells are ringing 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
Writer: Forrest Richard Betts
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
You Don't Love Me/ Soul Serenade/ You Don't Love Me (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
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
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
Writer: Ellas McDaniel, Willie Cobbs
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, CAMPBELL CONNELLY FRANCE, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, CAMPBELL CONNELLY FRANCE, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Statesboro Blues (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low;
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door.
I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues,
I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues.
Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too.
Well my momma died and left me,
My poppa died and left me,
I ain't good looking baby,
Want someone sweet and kind.
I'm goin' to the country, baby do you want to go?
But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille said she want to go.
(and I sure will take her).
I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen;
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen.
Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I treat her like a doggone queen.
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door.
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door.
I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues,
I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues.
Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too.
Well my momma died and left me,
My poppa died and left me,
I ain't good looking baby,
Want someone sweet and kind.
I'm goin' to the country, baby do you want to go?
But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille said she want to go.
(and I sure will take her).
I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen;
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen.
Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I treat her like a doggone queen.
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door.
Writer: Willie McTell
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Ain't Wasting Time (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
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 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 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
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 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 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
Writer: GREGG L. ALLMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Black Hearted Woman (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
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.
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.
Writer: GREGG L. ALLMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The Sky Is Crying (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
The sky is crying
Look at the tears roll down the street
The sky is crying
Look at the tears roll down the street
I'm feeling sad and lonely
My baby's left me
Understanding and a little lovin'
A little love is all that I need
Understanding and a little lovin'
A little love is all that I need
But misunderstanding and a no-good woman
They both cause my heart to bleed
Now every morning
The weeping willows weep for me
Now every morning baby
The weeping willows weep for me
The birds sing a little tune
I wish they'd sing my baby back home to me
The sky is crying
Look at the tears roll down the street
The sky is crying
Look at the tears roll down the street
I'm feeling sad and lonely
My baby's left me
Look at the tears roll down the street
The sky is crying
Look at the tears roll down the street
I'm feeling sad and lonely
My baby's left me
Understanding and a little lovin'
A little love is all that I need
Understanding and a little lovin'
A little love is all that I need
But misunderstanding and a no-good woman
They both cause my heart to bleed
Now every morning
The weeping willows weep for me
Now every morning baby
The weeping willows weep for me
The birds sing a little tune
I wish they'd sing my baby back home to me
The sky is crying
Look at the tears roll down the street
The sky is crying
Look at the tears roll down the street
I'm feeling sad and lonely
My baby's left me
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Dreams (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
Just one more mornin, I had to wake up with the blues.
Pulled myself out of bed, yeah, put on my walkin shoes.
And went up on the mountain, to see what I could see.
The whole world was fallin, right down in front of me.
'Cause I've a hunger for the dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby.
Ah, help me baby, or, or this will surely be the end of me, yeah.
Pull myself together, put on a new face.
Climb down off the hilltop, baby, get back in the race.
Lord, cause I've a hunger for dreams I'll never see, yeah, babe.
Lord, help me baby, or, this will surely be the end of me, yeah.
Pull myself together, put on a new face.
Climb down off the hilltop, baby, and get back in the race.
'Cause I've a hunger for the dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby.
Ah, help me baby, or, or this will surely be the end of me, yeah.
Pulled myself out of bed, yeah, put on my walkin shoes.
And went up on the mountain, to see what I could see.
The whole world was fallin, right down in front of me.
'Cause I've a hunger for the dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby.
Ah, help me baby, or, or this will surely be the end of me, yeah.
Pull myself together, put on a new face.
Climb down off the hilltop, baby, get back in the race.
Lord, cause I've a hunger for dreams I'll never see, yeah, babe.
Lord, help me baby, or, this will surely be the end of me, yeah.
Pull myself together, put on a new face.
Climb down off the hilltop, baby, and get back in the race.
'Cause I've a hunger for the dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby.
Ah, help me baby, or, or this will surely be the end of me, yeah.
Writer: GREGG ALLMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Don't Keep Me Wonderin' (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
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, oh
I think about the bad times
I think about yours and mine
You were lost in the silver spoon
I pulled you out in time
But I hope that you got reasons
For the way that you've been lyin'
Please don't keep me wonderin' no longer
I think I'm gonna go now
But you know that I'll be back
You can think it over, baby
Tell me how you're gonna act
And I'm gonna keep on holding on
But I don't get no stronger
Please don't keep me wonderin' no longer
Lord, please don't keep me wonderin' no longer
I know, and I know, and I know
You've never been in love before, oh, oh, baby
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, oh
I think about the bad times
I think about yours and mine
You were lost in the silver spoon
I pulled you out in time
But I hope that you got reasons
For the way that you've been lyin'
Please don't keep me wonderin' no longer
I think I'm gonna go now
But you know that I'll be back
You can think it over, baby
Tell me how you're gonna act
And I'm gonna keep on holding on
But I don't get no stronger
Please don't keep me wonderin' no longer
Lord, please don't keep me wonderin' no longer
I know, and I know, and I know
You've never been in love before, oh, oh, baby
Writer: Gregg L. Allman
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Writer: Forrest Richard Betts
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JaMaBuBu (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
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Writer: Forrest Richard Betts
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Melissa (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
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
Mmm, hmm
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
Mm, hmm
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
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
Mmm, hmm
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
Mm, hmm
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
Writer: STEPHEN ALAIMO, GREGG ALLMAN
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Revival (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
People can you feel it?
Love is everywhere
People can you hear it?
The song is in the air
We're in a revolution
Don't you know we're right
Everyone is singing, yeah
There'll 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
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
Love is everywhere
People can you hear it?
The song is in the air
We're in a revolution
Don't you know we're right
Everyone is singing, yeah
There'll 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
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
Writer: Forrest Richard Betts
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Southbound (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
Well I'm Southbound, Lord I'm comin' home to you
Lord I'm Southbound, baby, Lord I'm comin' home to you
I got that old lonesome feelin' that's sometimes called the blues
Well I been workin' every night, while travelin' every day
Lord I been workin' every night, traveling every day
Oh you can tell your other man, sweet daddy's on the way
Oh, you better believe
Well I'm Southbound
Whoa I'm Southbound, baby
Well you better tell your other man, sweet daddy's on his way
Oh I'm Southbound, baby
Got your hands full now baby, as soon as I hit that door
Got your hands full now woman, as soon as I hit that door
Well I'm gonna make it on up to you for all the things
You should have had before
Lord, I'm Southbound
Oh Southbound, baby
Whoa I'm goin' Southbound, baby
Make it all up to you
You, you should have had before
Lord I'm Southbound, baby, Lord I'm comin' home to you
I got that old lonesome feelin' that's sometimes called the blues
Well I been workin' every night, while travelin' every day
Lord I been workin' every night, traveling every day
Oh you can tell your other man, sweet daddy's on the way
Oh, you better believe
Well I'm Southbound
Whoa I'm Southbound, baby
Well you better tell your other man, sweet daddy's on his way
Oh I'm Southbound, baby
Got your hands full now baby, as soon as I hit that door
Got your hands full now woman, as soon as I hit that door
Well I'm gonna make it on up to you for all the things
You should have had before
Lord, I'm Southbound
Oh Southbound, baby
Whoa I'm goin' Southbound, baby
Make it all up to you
You, you should have had before
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Will The Circle Be Unbroken (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
I was standing by my window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw the hearse come rollin'
For to take my mother away
I told the undertaker
"Undertaker, please drive slow
'Cause that lady that you are haulin'
Oh, I hate to see her go"
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
So, I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hold my sorrow
When they laid her in the grave
Oh, tell me when the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Tell me, when the circle be unbroken?
Oh, by and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
When the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
Oh there's a better home away
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw the hearse come rollin'
For to take my mother away
I told the undertaker
"Undertaker, please drive slow
'Cause that lady that you are haulin'
Oh, I hate to see her go"
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
So, I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hold my sorrow
When they laid her in the grave
Oh, tell me when the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Tell me, when the circle be unbroken?
Oh, by and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
When the circle be unbroken?
By and by, Lord, by and by
Oh there's a better home away
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Writer: Alvin Pleasant Carter
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Whipping Post (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
I've been run down and I've been lied to.
And I don't know why, I let that mean woman make me a fool.
She took all my money, wrecks my new car.
Now she's with one of my good time buddies,
They're drinkin' in some cross-town bar.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I've been tied to the whippin' post.
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post.
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'
My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool.
But I had to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin' you.
Drown myself in sorrow as I look at what you've done.
But nothing seemed to change, the bad times stayed the same,
And I can't run.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I've been tied to the whippin' post.
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post.
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I've been tied to the whippin' post.
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post.
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'
And I don't know why, I let that mean woman make me a fool.
She took all my money, wrecks my new car.
Now she's with one of my good time buddies,
They're drinkin' in some cross-town bar.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I've been tied to the whippin' post.
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post.
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'
My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool.
But I had to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin' you.
Drown myself in sorrow as I look at what you've done.
But nothing seemed to change, the bad times stayed the same,
And I can't run.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I've been tied to the whippin' post.
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post.
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I've been tied to the whippin' post.
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post.
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'
Writer: Gregg L. Allman
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Farewell Message (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
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Trouble No More (Live Concert Recording 10-28-14 Beacon Theatre)
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.
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.
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The Allman Brothers Band played their final concert on October 28th, 2014 at New York City's Beacon Theatre. A recording of the show is being released as a live album for its 10th anniversary, available via Peach Records.
Divided into three sets, the concert featured selections from six Allman Brothers Band albums, kicking off with "Little Martha” and "Mountain Jam.” ABB also played songs like "One Way Out,” "Blue Sky,” "Statesboro Blues,” "The Sky Is Crying,” and "Melissa” before closing with "Trouble No More.
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The Allman Brothers BandDivided into three sets, the concert featured selections from six Allman Brothers Band albums, kicking off with "Little Martha” and "Mountain Jam.” ABB also played songs like "One Way Out,” "Blue Sky,” "Statesboro Blues,” "The Sky Is Crying,” and "Melissa” before closing with "Trouble No More.
Genre(s): Southern rock, blues rock, jazz rock, jam band
Length: 216:00
Released: October 24th, 2024
Year: 2024