Allman Brothers Band Wasted Words with Lyrics in Description

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Track 1 from their fourth studio album "Brothers & Sisters" released in 1973 copyright Capricorn Records. "Brothers and Sisters" shipped with Gold status, and was certified Platinum in 1995. Having just overcome the loss of Duane a year earlier, tragedy again struck the band when Berry Oakley died, also in a motorcycle accident, in November of 1972. Lamar Williams joined the band on bass going forward. This was also Chuck Leavell's first album as the new member on piano. Special guests were session guitarists Les Dudek & Tommy Talton. It became their best selling album. Written by Dickie Betts and produced by Johnny Sandlin & The Allman Brothers Band. RIP Duane Allman, Berry Oakley, Lamar Williams, Butch Trucks, Gregory Lenoir Allman & Dickey Betts. Featuring:

Gregg Allman - Lead vocals, Hammond B-3 organ, rhythm guitar on "Wasted Words," background vocals on "Ramblin' Man"
Richard Betts - Lead vocals, slide, lead & rhythm guitars, dobro on "Pony Boy"
Chuck Leavell - Piano, Fender Rhodes electric piano on "Jessica" & "Come and Go Blues," background vocals on "Ramblin' Man"
Berry Oakley - Bass on "Wasted Words" & "Ramblin' Man"
Lamar Williams - Bass & acoustic bass
Jai Johanny Johanson - Drums & congas
Butch Trucks - Drums, tympani, congas & percussion
Special Guests:
Les Dudek - Lead guitar on "Ramblin' Man" & acoustic guitar on "Jessica"
Tommy Talton - Acoustic guitar on "Pony Boy"

Can you tell me, tell me friend, just exactly where I've been?
Is that so much to ask? I'll pay you back, no matter what the task
You seem really sure about somethin’, I don't know
Take that load off, looks like your chest's about to go
Your wasted words already been heard, are you really God, yes or no?

Well, all day and half the night you're walkin' round lookin' such a fright
Lord, Is it me or is it you? I'll make a wager and I hope to lose
Time's gone, looks like Rome is about to fall, surely ‘bout to fall
Next time take the elevator, please don't crawl
Your wasted words, so absurd, are you really Satan, yes or no?

Well, I ain't no saint and you sure as hell ain't no savior
Every other Christmas I would practice good behavior
That was then, this is now, don't ask me to be Mister Clean
'Cause baby, I don't know how
Ring my phone about ten more times, we will see
Find that broke down line and let it be
Your wasted words will never be heard, go on home baby and watch it on TV

Weekday soapbox speciality, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout now
By the way, this song's for you, sincerely me