One Way Out (Live At Fillmore East, June 27, 1971)

Ain't but one way out baby, Lord I just can't go out the door
Ain't but one way out baby, and Lord I just can't go out the door
'Cause there's a man down there, might be your man, I don't know

Lord, you got me trapped woman, up on the second floor
If I get by this time I won't be trapped no more
So raise your window, baby, and I can ease out soft and slow
And lord, your neighbors, no they won't be
Talking that stuff that they don't know, oh, oh, oh

Oh, put your hands together

Lord, I'm foolish to be here on the first place
I know some man gonna walk in and take my place
Ain't no way in the world, I'm going out that front door
'Cause there's a man down there, might be your man, I don't know
'Cause there's a man down there, might be your man, I don't know
'Cause there's a man down there

Lord, it just might happen to be your man
Oh, it just a might be your man, mmm-mm-mmm-mm
Lord, it just a might be your man
Oh, baby, I just don't know
Oh, you tell me