Oncoming Traffic - Gregg Allman

Tuesday nighttime, standing on the highway

Seems like no one, no one, is going my way yeah

Was I waiting on the wrong side of the road

I just don’t give a damn, which way I go, yeah

Tell me where has my faith gone

Has it walked out on me

Or does it still lie, somewhere inside of me

Your just to close, for my tired eyes to see, yeah

Tell me when, when is my ship gonna come in

I ain’t cold I ain’t hungry, gotta little money to spend

But a man cannot live oh no, on riches alone

He needs love friendship and a home

Without these he stands alone, oh

There are some many roads, which you been to

Or somebody by you win, others you will lose

Lord it ain’t never been so clear

It is always, lord it is always, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What is all love to you

All up to you now baby