Leave My Blues At Home (Live 1970)
Lyrics
I been trapped inside four walls, feel like I can't call to no one Ah, way out on the outside Well livin' alone is easy, but too long just don't seem really Quite the thing to do, nofull lyrics...
I been trapped inside four walls, feel like I can't call to no one Ah, way out on the outside Well livin' alone is easy, but too long just don't seem really Quite the thing to do, nofull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
acid rock qualitiesblues influences
extensive vamping
demanding instrumental part writing
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
electric guitar riffs
an electric guitar solo
an emotional male lead vocal performance
prominent organ
heavy instrumental improvisation
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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I can't stay and I can't run, can't keep waitin' for someone Leave the thing, take no blues I'm gonna leave at home, ain't no takin' no longer, no longer Quite the thing to do, no To find and go roll, well I'll gather up all my four leaf clovers Think I'll drink up a little more wine, to ease my worried mind I been trapped inside four walls, feel like I can't call to no one Well livin' alone is easy, but too long just don't seem really Well, if you ride you pay the fare with Satan on your back The landlord is on my line, I can't get no peace of mind There ain't no saint to come and save you, oh, puttin' your toll down A walk down on the street, and leave my blues at home, all behind Don't leave, I'm on my way over Songwriter: Gregg L. Allman And he don't care where you come from or where you goin' And though I try so hard, I can't hold back my emotions And walk down on the street, and leave my blues at home, all behind And I feel I have to scream whenever I get the notion But I know there's something better Ah, way out on the outside You don't work, the man don't pay you And before I get myself all down, I jump up and kick the door down And walk down on the street, and leave my blues at home, all behind Publisher: UNICHAPPELL MUSIC INC But I love you, but I can't have you, won't you sit by my side


