We've been through hell and high water,
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Ready to go through it all again.
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As long as we've got a quarter between us all,
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We're gonna have money to spend, oh.
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Kicked down the doors in New Orleans,
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We got busted at Grove Hill where nobody goes,
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And Long Bob drove us to the Badlands,
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You can bet your ass we're gonna make it down to tomorrow night's show.
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Chorus:
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We took time by the horns,
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Cryin' out loud,
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Stood there naked up there in front of the crowd,
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Been a million miles,
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On a lost highway,
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They might name a street after us one of these days.
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Oh, we've seen the good times, we've seen the bad.
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Worse time we ever seen, is the best some folks ever had,
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And the Stone mowed us down, with a cold-hearted quill,
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But we ain't changed our ways, and I guess we never will.
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Chorus
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Hell And High Water
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| Allman Brothers Band |
