Track byThe Allman Brothers Band
Known you since you've been born Raisin' hell even as a child Nothing's changed since that day You're still out running wild Hellhound on your trail Gettin' closer with every passing mile Hey now baby, Don't you think it's high time To change your life's direction Get off the firing line Well your luck just ain't been running Lord, very smooth these days I think it's finally come down You're gonna have to mend your ways With your head up in the clouds You cannot see through the haze Hey now sweet baby, Don't you think it's high time To change your life's direction Get off the firing line Step outside, take a look aroud Do you see anyone who cares? Spent your whole life steppin' on your friends Still you ain't nowhere Search for a new direction But the past is all you'll find You can count up all your mistakes Blame it on your criminal mind When you lay down with snakes You come up poisoned every time Hey now baby, Don't you think it's high time To change your life's direction Get off the firing line Get off the firing line Get off the firing line