Text: Allman Brothers Band. Leave My Blues At Home.
I been trapped inside four walls, feel like I can't call to no one
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, he get no peace of mind
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
Feel I feel I have to scream
Whenever I get the notion
And though I try so hard
I can't hold back my emotions
No, 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
Here 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
I'm leaving home
It ain't no taking, no longer
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, he get no peace of mind
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
Feel I feel I have to scream
Whenever I get the notion
And though I try so hard
I can't hold back my emotions
No, 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
Here 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
I'm leaving home
It ain't no taking, no longer
Allman Brothers Band
Allman Brothers Band