Come on now, come on man sing it with me Wild thing, you make my heart sing Oh You make a everything, groovy Wild thing Wild thing I think you move
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
Baby, ooh 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
by The Allman Brothers Band from The Fillmore Concerts Well, yes, people I am a poor, drunken hearted boy. Well, yeah, people I am a poor, drunken hearted
(Donovan Leitch, Duane Allman, Gregg Allman, Richard Betts, Berry Oakley, Jai Johanny Johansen, Butch Trucks) (Instrumental)
[Instrumental]
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
You don't love me pretty baby You don't love me yes I know Oh you don't love me pretty baby You don't love me yes I know Well if you leave me pretty
I've been run down, I've been lied to I don't know why I let that mean woman make me out a fool She took all my money, wrecks my new car Now she's with
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
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
The bell has tolled, my baby caught that train an' gone The barrelhouse told, my baby caught that train an' gone It was all my fault, I musta' did somebody
They call it Stormy Monday Well the Tuesday's just as bad They call it Stormy Monday But Tuesday's just as bad Lord, Wednesday's worse Thursday's all
My mouth is dry, my head is hot Somebody tell me just what is this thing I've got Doctor, doctor, help me please This spell has got me dropped down to
Cuando you and me We were just chiquillos We would always run Through the tall nopal We would often say Say to each other There could be no fin Siempre
Standin' there by the window, starin' out at the night You've got so many troubles on your nervous mind But don't worry baby, it's gonna work out fine
Brother finds trouble on the street A piece of rock to make men weak Trembling eyes at everyone he meets Sister holds her baby in the bed Dreams and