Allman Brothers Band, The – Duane’s Tune

Jesus, what a state to be in Something’s wrong, I don’t know what I’m fearing Scream inside towards the christening Wrap your arms, protection I’ve been missing But something close, something near Don’t know what I really fear Somtimes cold, sometimes warm Don’t know why this need must end Jesus, what a grip to be…

Çok yordun beni dedi Çocukça tavırlarınla Belki dönerim dedi Büyürsen karşımda Hayallerini topladı Küçük bir çantada Ve son bir elveda Tüm yaşananlara Şimdi kapı çalsa Sen elinde bavulunla Sevgilim ben geldim desen Kaldığımız yerden Sevgilim ben geldim desen Hep beni sevsen Bekledim günlerce Penceremde gizlice Belki dedim affeder Döner bu gece Şimdi kapı çalsa Sen…

Akşamları karanlıkta yolunu gözlerdim senin Gelmezsin sen bilirim, bile bile bekledim Hep yanımda kal isterdim Her gecemde ol isterdim Günler sonra isyan ettim Yalnızlığa boyun eğdim Ne yanarım sen yoksun diye Ne bir haber beklerim oturup penceremde Kalmışım kimsesiz, düşmüşüm dillere Dönsende olur artık dönmesende Bir zamanlar hasretimdin, sevincimdin, özlemimdin Bunca zamandır seni ben boşuna…

Stab a sorry heart With your favourite finger Paint the whole world blue And stop your tears from stinging Hear the cavemen singing Good news they’re bringing Seven seas Swimming them so well Glad to see My face among them Kissing the tortoise shell A longing for Some fresher feeling Belonging Or just forever kneeling…

I went down among the dust and pollen to the old stone fountain in the morning after dawn underneath were all these pennies fallen from the hands of children they were there and then they were gone and I wonder what became of them what became of them sunlight over me no matter what I…

(arr. by G. Johnson) Well, how many times Are you gonna treat me like you do? Well how many times Are you gonna treat me like you do? You’ve got all of my hugging All of my love to you Well, how many times Am I gonna let you dog me around? How many times…