Can’t You See

(originally by The Marshall Tucker Band)

I'm gonna take a freight train down at the station, Lord
I don't care where it goes
Gonna climb a mountain, the highest mountain, Lord
And gonna jump off, ain't nobody, ain't nobody gonna know
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, Lord
She been doin' to me
Can't you see, oh, can't you see
What that woman, she been doin' to me

I'm gonna buy a ticket as far as I can,
I ain't never comin' back
I'm gonna take me that south-bound,
All the way to Georgia now,
'Till the train it run out of track
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, she plain done to me
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,

What that woman, she went and done to me

I'm gonna take a south-bound,
All the way to Georgia now,
I ain't never comin'
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, she went and done to me
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, she went and done to me

Ohhh cantcha, cantcha, cantcha
see what she done.

Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, she went and done to me
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, she went and done to me

Play on, Play on...

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