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The Allman Brothers Band
The Allman Brothers Band


Background information
Origin Jacksonville, Florida, U.S.
Genre(s) Southern Rock
Blues Rock
Country Rock
Years active 1969—1976
Label(s) Arista Records
Epic Records
Sanctuary Records
PolyGram Records
Capricorn Records
Associated acts Gov't Mule
Derek and the Dominos
The Dead
Derek Trucks
Dickey Betts
Sea Level
Website Website
Members
Warren Haynes
Derek Trucks
Gregg Allman
Butch Trucks
Jai Johanny "Jaimoe" Johanson
Marc Quiñones
Oteil Burbridge
Former members
Allen Woody
Dan Toler
Duane Allman
Berry Oakley
Dickey Betts
Chuck Leavell
Lamar Williams
David Goldflies
David "Frankie" Toler
Mike Lawler
Johnny Neel
Jack Pearson
Jimmy Herring



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The Allman Brothers Band Lyrics

"The Heat Is On" lyrics


By Dickey Betts, Mike Lawler & Buddy Yochim
Copyright 1981 Pangola Publishing Co. & Milene Music Inc

Transcribed by Paul Gongola

Whatever happened to good time Sally
I don't see her 'round no more
She used to be all over me
It ain't like that no more
Sally had the best game there was in town
Now the good girl just can't be found
Whatever happened to good time Sally
I don't see her 'round no more

The heat is on, everybody has gone underground
The heat is on, everybody hiding out just like Jesse James
My old home town
Lord, it don't seem the same

Well, I walked in this place, I was just lookin' for a game
Everybody here wanted to know my name
I said hush, hush up your mouth, I'll introduce my own self
To this house
I was born in the back woods, I was raised up like a slave
Having me a good time now is all I crave
I spotted me a barroom queen, skin tight blue jeans
That same old midnight show
I took her to the side and I said I won't be satisfied
Until you tell me everything you know

Whatever happened to big time Buddy
I don't see him 'round no more
I heard tell that they got him in jail
But I don't know what they got him for
They caught him with an airplane
Talkin' 'bout some cocaine
Nobody knows for sure
Whatever happened to good time Buddy
I don't see hem 'round no more

The heat is on, everybody has gone underground
The heat is on, everybody hiding out just like Jesse James
My old home town
Lord, it don't seem the same

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