Before the Bullets Fly - Gregg Allman

Well I hate to leave you, baby

I just can’t waste no time

You’ve got this jealous husband

I’m too, too young to die

I gotta move on away from 'round here

Just before those bullets fly

Always been a gambler

Takin' chances all of my life

Bustin' up love affairs

Just like shootin' dice

I staged the game, girl

That’s what keeps me satisfied

And I can leave here in the nick of time

Just before those bullets fly

I lost my first bet

When I was twenty-one

Found myself in New Orleans

On the wrong end of a gun

The stakes keep getting higher

But I’m still satisfied

By knowin' when the need became

Just before those bullets fly

I’m knowing when the need became

Just before those bullets fly

I’m knowing…