Allman Brothers Band - Desert Blues Lyrics
By dickey betts, warren haynesCopyright 1991 sony music entertainment, inc.Transcribed by ed luskeyCant get no this,And I cant get no that,Cant get no you know,I dont even know where its at.Aint got the smoke and uh, aint no booze,Got them low down dried out desert blues, yes I do.Um, a george carlin said I had to go,Just what he wanted I did not know,Im over here dug in so far from home,Lookin all around try and see whats going on.I got the sand in my collar,Got the sand in my hair,Got it in my pockets,Got it everywhere.I got sand in my shirt,Got it in my shoes,Got them low down dried out desert blues, yes I do, how how how.Joined up in the armyWhere it was hard to find,End up over here, got my ass on the line,But Ill be right here until my work is done,If I get back home I hope I never see no more guns.Here across the ocean,I left some of my good friends behind,I hope somebodys thinking about me,Especially that sweet little woman of mine.Cant get no this,And I cant get no that,Cant get no you know,I dont even know where its at.Sand in my collar,Got the sand in my hair,Got it in my pockets,Got it everywhere.I got sand in my shirt,Got it in my shoes,Got them low down dried out desert blues,Yes I do.
