Allman Brothers Band - Desert Blues lyrics

By dickey betts, warren haynes Copyright 1991 sony music entertainment, inc. Transcribed by ed luskey Can't get no this, And i can't get no that, Can't get no you know, I don't even know where it's at. Ain't got the smoke and uh, ain't no booze, Got them low down dried out desert blues, yes i do. Um, a george carlin said i had to go, Just what he wanted i did not know, I'm over here dug in so far from home, Lookin' all around try and see what's going on. I got the sand in my collar, Got the sand in my hair, Got it in my pockets, Got it everywhere. I got sand in my shirt, Got it in my shoes, Got them low down dried out desert blues, yes i do, how how how. Joined up in the army Where it was hard to find, End up over here, got my a** on the line, But i'll be right here until my work is done, If i get back home i hope i never see no more guns. Here across the ocean, I left some of my good friends behind, I hope somebody's thinking about me, Especially that sweet little woman of mine. Can't get no this, And i can't get no that, Can't get no you know, I don't even know where it's at. Sand in my collar, Got the sand in my hair, Got it in my pockets, Got it everywhere. I got sand in my shirt, Got it in my shoes, Got them low down dried out desert blues, Yes i do.