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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mavis Staples
Mavis Staples
Performer
Joan Osborne
Joan Osborne
Performer
Keb' Mo'
Keb' Mo'
Performer
Buddy Miller
Buddy Miller
Performer
Patty Griffin
Patty Griffin
Performer
Emmylou Harris
Emmylou Harris
Performer
Michael McDonald
Michael McDonald
Performer
Glen Hansard
Glen Hansard
Performer
Aaron Neville
Aaron Neville
Performer
Ryan Bingham
Ryan Bingham
Performer
Widespread Panic
Widespread Panic
Performer
Grace Potter
Grace Potter
Performer
Taj Mahal
Taj Mahal
Performer
Gregg Allman
Gregg Allman
Performer
Win Butler
Win Butler
Performer
Regine Chassagne
Regine Chassagne
Performer
Jeff Tweedy
Jeff Tweedy
Performer
Otis Clay
Otis Clay
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robbie Robertson
Robbie Robertson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Pulled into Nazareth, feeling 'bout half past dead
Just need a place where I can lay my head
Hey mister can you tell me where a girl might find a bed?
He just grinned, shook my hand, 'no' was all he said
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And put the load right on me
I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, 'Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown'
She said, 'I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around'
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And put the load right on me
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day
'Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?'
He said, 'Do me a favor, son, woncha stay an' keep Anna Lee company?'
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And put the load right on me
Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog
He said, 'I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog'
I said, 'Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man'
He said, 'That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can'
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And put the load right on me
Catch a cannon ball now, t'take me down the line
My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone
Written by: Robbie Robertson
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