| Song | Firing Line |
| Artist | The Allman Brothers Band |
| Album | Hittin' The Note |
| 作词 : Allman, Haynes | |
| Known you since you've been born | |
| Raisin' hell even as a child | |
| Nothing's changed since that day | |
| You're still out running wild | |
| Hellhound on your trail | |
| Gettin' closer with every passing mile | |
| Hey now baby, | |
| Don't you think it's high time | |
| To change your life's direction | |
| Get off the firing line | |
| Well your luck just ain't been running | |
| Lord, very smooth these days | |
| I think it's finally come down | |
| You're gonna have to mend your ways | |
| With your head up in the clouds | |
| You cannot see through the haze | |
| Hey now sweet baby, | |
| Don't you think it's high time | |
| To change your life's direction | |
| Get off the firing line | |
| Step outside, take a look aroud | |
| Do you see anyone who cares? | |
| Spent your whole life steppin' on your friends | |
| Still you ain't nowhere | |
| Search for a new direction | |
| But the past is all you'll find | |
| You can count up all your mistakes | |
| Blame it on your criminal mind | |
| When you lay down with snakes | |
| You come up poisoned every time | |
| Hey now baby, | |
| Don't you think it's high time | |
| To change your life's direction | |
| Get off the firing line | |
| Get off the firing line | |
| Get off the firing line |
| zuò cí : Allman, Haynes | |
| Known you since you' ve been born | |
| Raisin' hell even as a child | |
| Nothing' s changed since that day | |
| You' re still out running wild | |
| Hellhound on your trail | |
| Gettin' closer with every passing mile | |
| Hey now baby, | |
| Don' t you think it' s high time | |
| To change your life' s direction | |
| Get off the firing line | |
| Well your luck just ain' t been running | |
| Lord, very smooth these days | |
| I think it' s finally come down | |
| You' re gonna have to mend your ways | |
| With your head up in the clouds | |
| You cannot see through the haze | |
| Hey now sweet baby, | |
| Don' t you think it' s high time | |
| To change your life' s direction | |
| Get off the firing line | |
| Step outside, take a look aroud | |
| Do you see anyone who cares? | |
| Spent your whole life steppin' on your friends | |
| Still you ain' t nowhere | |
| Search for a new direction | |
| But the past is all you' ll find | |
| You can count up all your mistakes | |
| Blame it on your criminal mind | |
| When you lay down with snakes | |
| You come up poisoned every time | |
| Hey now baby, | |
| Don' t you think it' s high time | |
| To change your life' s direction | |
| Get off the firing line | |
| Get off the firing line | |
| Get off the firing line |