
Statesboro Blues (Live at the Final Fillmore East Concert, 1971) The Allman Brothers Band
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Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low;
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door
I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues
I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues
Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too
Well my momma died and left me
My poppa died and left me
I ain't good looking baby
But I'm somewhat sweet and kind
I'm goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go?
But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille said she wanna go
(and I sure will take her)
I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen;
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen
Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah
And she look like a dog gone queen
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door
I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues
I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues
Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too
Well my momma died and left me
My poppa died and left me
I ain't good looking baby
But I'm somewhat sweet and kind
I'm goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go?
But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille said she wanna go
(and I sure will take her)
I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen;
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen
Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah
And she look like a dog gone queen
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door
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