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I found a CD in a cutout bin a while back, early Allman Brothers, mostly stuff I had never heard, with five or six live versions of things I knew tacked onto it. It mostly played in the background, except some of the dazzling guitar solos and duets that I played for Patric, my whiz guitarist son.  But last week I was driving home and I listened carefully to this song and realized what a wonder it is, and I do not mean just for the extended jam wizardry for which the Allmans are renowned. This is a profoundly spiritual work, and the amazing thing is that it was penned – and sung- by very young men. Like the mystery of Gregg Allman’s blues singing, it is something I cannot unravel, these young southern white boys able to write and sing with such depth and pain.

The version I bought is an earlier, rougher one. I could not find that one online, so this will have to do:

In case you could not make them out, here are the lyrics:

Nobody knows about what’s going on,
With the world and the steel,
The flesh and the bone.
River keeps flowing and the grass still grows,
And the spirit keeps going, nobody knows.
Poets they come and the poets they go,
Politicians and preachers they all claim to know.
The words that are written and the melody’s played,
As the years turn their pages, they all start to fade.
The oceans still move with the moon and the sky,
The grass still grows on the hillside.
Got to believe in believing,
Got to believe in a dream,
Freedom is ever deceiving,
Never turning out to be what it seems.
It’s amazing how fast our lives go by,
Like the flash of the lightning or the blink of an eye.
We all fall in love, and we fall into life,
We look for the truth on the edge of a knife.
Heavens turn around the river still flows,
Spirit keeps going, nobody knows.
Words that are written and melody’s played,
As the years turn their pages, it all start to fade.
Oceans still move with the moon and the sky,
The grass still grows on the hillside.
Got to believe in believing,
Got to believe in a dream,
Freedom is ever deceiving,
Never turning out to be what it seems

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