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I been trapped inside four walls,
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Feel like I can't call to no one,
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Away out on the outside.
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Well, livin alone is easy,
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But too long just don't seem really,
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Quite the thing to do, no.
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Think I'll drink up a little more wine,
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To ease my worried mind.
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And walk down on the street,
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And leave my blues at home.
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All behind.
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The landlord is on my line,
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I can't get no peace of mind.
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But I know there's something better.
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I can't stay and I can't run,
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Can't keep waitin for someone to find and go roll.
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Well, I'll gather up all my four leaf clovers.
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Don't leave, I'm on my way over.
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A walk down on the street,
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And leave my blues at home.
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All behind.
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And I feel I have to scream whenever I get the notion.
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And though I try so hard, I can't hold back my emotions.
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But I love you, but I can't have ya.
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Won't you sit by my side?
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Ya don't work, the man don't pay ya.
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There ain't no saint to come and save ya,
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Oh, puttin your toll down.
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Well, if you ride you pay the fare,
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With Satan on your back and he don't care,
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Where you come from or where you're goin.
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And before I get myself all down,
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I jump up and kick the door down.
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And walk down on the street,
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And leave my blues at home.
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All behind.
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Leave My Blues At Home
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| Allman Brothers |
