Where Can You Go? (Live 1974) - Gregg Allman & Cowboy

I was standing by my window On a cold and cloudy day When I saw that hearse come rolling Oh to carry my mother away So I told the undertaker Undertaker please drive slow 'Cause that lady that you are haulin' Oh I hate to see her go Will the circle be unbroken Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye There's a better home there waiting In the sky, Lord, in the sky (Will the circle be unbroken) (Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye) (There's a better home a-waiting) (In the sky, Lord, in the sky) (Will the circle be unbroken) (Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye) (There's a better home a-waiting) (In the sky, Lord, in the sky) So I followed close behind her Tried to hold up and be brave But I could not hold my sorrow When they laid her in the grave Whoa tell me Will the circle be unbroken Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye There's a better home there waiting In the sky, Lord, in the sky Will the circle be unbroken Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye There's a better home there waiting In the sky, Lord, in the sky Tell me Will the circle (will the circle) Be unbroken (be unbroken) Oh, bye and bye and bye and bye There's a better (there's a better) Home awaiting (home awaiting) In the sky, Lord, in the sky Will the circle (will the circle) Be unbroken (be unbroken) Bye and bye and bye and bye Oh there's a better (there's a better) Home awaiting (home awaiting) In the sky, Lord, in the sky

Just one more mornin' I had to wake up with the blues Pulled myself outta bed, yeah Put on my walkin' shoes Went up on the mountain To see what I could see The whole world was fallin' Right down in front of me 'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby Ah, help me, baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah Pull myself together Put on a new face Climb down off the hilltop, baby Get back in the race 'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby, yeah Ah, help me, baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah Pull myself together Put on a new face Climb down off the hilltop, baby Get back in the race 'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby, oh Ah, help me, baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah

All the mustangs givin' up, this race is not All that night I'm packing up, Wyoming highs Kissing, touching, making out, my endless lies Driving down Montana way, high in the skies Na na na na na, na na na na Na na na na na, na na na na Aa Uuu Living without a soul Trippin' on a hole Nada nada nada nada Holy cow, living with the horses now, oh wow All the mustangs givin' up, this race is not All that night I'm packing up, Wyoming heights Kissing, touching, making out, my endless lies Driving down Montana way, high in disguise Kissing, touching, making out, my endless lies Driving down Montana way, high in disguise Na na na na na, na na na na Na na na na na, na na na na Na na na na na, na na na na Na na na na na, na na na na