I Can't Be Satisfied - Gregg Allman

I’m going away now, baby, I won’t be back no more

Going back down south, child, don’t you want to go?

Woman, I’m troubled, worried all in mind

I can’t be satisfied but I just can’t keep from crying

I feel like snapping my pistol in your face

Stone cold graveyard gonna be your resting place

Woman, I’m troubled, worried all in my mind

Well, I can’t be satisfied but I just can’t keep from crying

All in my sleep, hear my doorbell ring

Looking for my baby, can’t see no doggone thing

Woman I’m troubled, worried all in mind

Well, I can’t be satisfied but I just can’t keep from crying

Well, I know my baby, she gonna jump and shout

That old train be late, man, and I come walking out

Woman I’m troubled, worried all in mind

Well, I can’t be satisfied but I just can’t keep from crying