Allman Brothers Band Trouble No More (The Atlanta International Pop Festival) Lyrics

Dont care how long you go,
I dont care how long you stay,
Its good kind treatment,
Bring you home someday.
Someday baby, you aint gonna trouble,
Poor me, anymore.
Now you keep on bettin,
That the dice wont pass.
Well I know, and I know,
Whoa, oh youre livin too fast.
Someday baby, you aint gonna trouble,
Poor me, anymore.
Yeah, Ill tell everybody,
In my neighborhood.
Youre a kind little woman,
But you dont do me no good.
But someday baby, you aint gonna trouble,
Poor me, anymore.
I know youre leaving,
If you call thats gone.
Oh without my lovin yeah,
Oh, you cant stay long.
Someday baby, you aint gonna trouble,
Poor me, anymore.
Well good bye baby,
Yeah well take my hand.
I dont want no woman no,
Who cant have no man.
But someday baby, you aint gonna trouble,
Poor me, anymore. trouble no more.
Oh yeah... yeah babe.