| Song | I Got a Right to Be Wrong |
| Artist | The Allman Brothers Band |
| Album | Reach For The Sky |
| 作词 : Betts | |
| by Dickey | |
| Betts (c) 1980 | |
| EMI Blackwood | |
| Music Inc. and | |
| Pangola Publishing | |
| Company Oh-uh-oh, oooh. | |
| I got a right to be wrong. | |
| I got a right to be lonely when you're gone. | |
| Whoa, I'll get out around, tear up my own home town. | |
| Get mocked up, locked up, wind up in the lost and found, | |
| Oh, I got a right to be wrong. | |
| Well it's so easy to give advice, | |
| When you ain't the one who got to pay the price. | |
| Sit up there on your hill telling me | |
| I got to sink or swim. | |
| Well it might thrill you, to make me want to kill ya, | |
| I can't believe you're leavin' me for him, | |
| I got a right to be wrong. | |
| Chorus: Oh, loan me a dollar and watch me follow you around, | |
| You got all the moves, you're puttin' me through school. | |
| Oh, I give you my best, but | |
| I guess I'm still your fool, | |
| Babe, I got you down in my song. | |
| I got a right to be wrong. | |
| I've been con-flicted, e-victed, re-stricted, | |
| Served with a letter sent to whom it may concern, | |
| Still around | |
| Lord, I'm still in town, | |
| A lesson hard learned nearly got me down, | |
| It's a cryin' shame, you don't even know my name, | |
| A low down lonesome song, | |
| I got a right to be wrong. | |
| Chorus I got a right to be wrong. |
| zuò cí : Betts | |
| by Dickey | |
| Betts c 1980 | |
| EMI Blackwood | |
| Music Inc. and | |
| Pangola Publishing | |
| Company Ohuhoh, oooh. | |
| I got a right to be wrong. | |
| I got a right to be lonely when you' re gone. | |
| Whoa, I' ll get out around, tear up my own home town. | |
| Get mocked up, locked up, wind up in the lost and found, | |
| Oh, I got a right to be wrong. | |
| Well it' s so easy to give advice, | |
| When you ain' t the one who got to pay the price. | |
| Sit up there on your hill telling me | |
| I got to sink or swim. | |
| Well it might thrill you, to make me want to kill ya, | |
| I can' t believe you' re leavin' me for him, | |
| I got a right to be wrong. | |
| Chorus: Oh, loan me a dollar and watch me follow you around, | |
| You got all the moves, you' re puttin' me through school. | |
| Oh, I give you my best, but | |
| I guess I' m still your fool, | |
| Babe, I got you down in my song. | |
| I got a right to be wrong. | |
| I' ve been conflicted, evicted, restricted, | |
| Served with a letter sent to whom it may concern, | |
| Still around | |
| Lord, I' m still in town, | |
| A lesson hard learned nearly got me down, | |
| It' s a cryin' shame, you don' t even know my name, | |
| A low down lonesome song, | |
| I got a right to be wrong. | |
| Chorus I got a right to be wrong. |