Allman Brothers Band - Long Time Gone Lyrics
Suitcase and an old guitarJust outside Oklahoma CityIn a place called Johnny's Roadside BarHaving funSon of a gunI ain't fit to be tiedI'm on my way back to GeorgiaWon't you give me a rideSometimes it at easyWhen you don't have much to spareTraveling lightLord, counting on my fifthBut the little bit hear and thereShe's got the prettiest big brown eyesWhen she's satisfiedBut I'm on way back to Georgia, boysWon't you give me a rideI'm a long time goneOn my way back home, LordLong time gone, gone[solo]I'm a long time goneOn my way back home, LordLong time gone, goneI'm a long time goneOn my way back home, LordLong time gone, gone