I Got A Right To Be Wrong — текст песни (Allman Brothers Band, The)

by Dickey Betts
(c) 1980 EMI Blackwood Music Inc. and Pangola Publishing Company

Oh-uh-oh, oooh.
I got a right to be wrong.
I got a right to be lonely when you`re gone.
Whoa, I`ll get out around, tear up my own home town.
Get mocked up, locked up, wind up in the lost and found,
Oh, I got a right to be wrong.
Well it`s so easy to give advice,
When you ain`t the one who got to pay the price.
Sit up there on your hill telling me I got to sink or swim.
Well it might thrill you, to make me want to kill ya,
I can`t believe you`re leavin` me for him,
I got a right to be wrong.
Chorus:
Oh, loan me a dollar and watch me follow you around,
You got all the moves, you`re puttin` me through school.
Oh, I give you my best, but I guess I`m still your fool,
Babe, I got you down in my song.
I got a right to be wrong.
I`ve been con-flicted, e-victed, re-stricted,
Served with a letter sent to whom it may concern,
Still around Lord, I`m still in town,
A lesson hard learned nearly got me down,
It`s a cryin` shame, you don`t even know my name,
A low down lonesome song,
I got a right to be wrong.
Chorus
I got a right to be wrong.