Black Hearted Woman lyrics

by Gregg Allman
Copyright 1969 Unichappell Music Inc. and Elijah Blue Music (BMI)
Black hearted woman, can`t you see your poor man dyin`.
Can`t count on both hands, babe, all the lonely nights I`ve been cryin`.
Well I`m tired of all your slippery ways, I can`t take your evil lyin`.
Oh, no.
Black hearted woman, cheap trouble and pain is all you play.
Black hearted woman, cheap trouble and pain is all you play.
Some time thinking I`ll be much better, if I was stiff down in my grave.
No, I just can`t stay.
Yesterday I was your man, now you don`t know my name.
Yesterday I was your man, now you don`t know my name.
Well I`m going out to find a new way babe, oh, to get back into your
game.
Yeah, yeah.
One of these days, I`m gonna catch you with your back door man.
One of these days, yeah, I`m gonna catch you with your back door man.
I`ll be moving on down the road pretty baby, oh, to start all over
again.
Oh, yeah.