Gregg Allman Black Muddy River with Lyrics in Description

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Track 4 from his eighth and final solo album “Southern Blood” released in 2017 copyright Rounder Records. It was recorded in March, 2016 at Fame Studios in Muscle Shoals, Alabama and released a few months after his death from liver cancer. The album consists of one original song and the rest are covers of songs that held deep meaning for him throughout his life. It received universal acclaim from critics, who called it exceptional and almost perfect. It’s an impressive farewell and shows that he was still at the top of his game despite his poor health, just like so many of the old bluesmen he admired and was inspired by in his early years. His cover of “Willin’” by Little Feat’s Lowell George, in particular, has an emotional impact on me. So here’s to the greatest white blues singer who ever lived and founding member of one of America’s greatest bands, that introduced the “Southern Rock” sound to a grateful world. Written by Jerry Garcia & Robert Hunter and produced by Don Was. RIP Gregory Lenoir Allman. Featuring:

Gregg Allman – Lead vocals, guitars & Hammond B-3 organ
Scott Sharrard – Guitars
Peter Levin – Acoustic & electric pianos, keyboards & vibraphone
Ronald Johnson – Bass
Steve Potts – Drums
Marc Franklin – Trumpet & flugelhorn
Jay Collins – Tenor & baritone saxes, flute
Art Edmaiston – Tenor & baritone saxes
Marc Quinones - Percussion
Special Guests:
Reg Leisz – Pedal steel
Buddy Miller – Background vocals
The McCrary Sisters – Background vocals
Jackson Browne – Background vocals
Jay Collins, Marc Franklin & Art Edmaiston – Horn arrangements

When the last rose of summer pricks my finger
And the hot sun chills me to the bone
When I can't hear the song for the singer
I can't tell my pillow from a stone

I will walk alone by the black muddy river
Sing me a song of my own
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own

When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain
And the stars start to splatter in the sky
When the moon hits the southwest horizon
With the scream of an eagle on the fly

I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And listen to the ripples as they moan
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own

Black muddy river, roll on forever
I don't care how deep or wide, if you got another side
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river
Black muddy river, roll on

When it seems like the night will last forever
And there's nothing left to do but count the years
When the strings of my heart begin to sever
And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears

I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And dream me a dream of my own
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
Sing me a song of my own