Lynyrd Skynyrd - Gimme Three Steps

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I was cutting a rugDown at place called The JugWith a girl named Linda LouWhen in walked a manWith a gun in his handAnd he was looking for you know whoHe said, “Hey there, fellowWith the hair colored yellowWhatcha tryin’ to prove?‘Cause that’s my woman thereAnd I’m a man who caresAnd this might be all for you”I said, “excuse me?”

I was scared and fearing for my lifeI was shaking like a leaf on a tree‘Cause he was lean, meanBig and bad, LordPointin’ that gun at me“Oh, wait a minute, misterI didn’t even kiss herDon’t want no trouble with youAnd I know you don’t owe meBut I wish you’d let meAsk one favor from you”

“Oh, won’t youGimme three steps, gimme three steps, misterGimme three steps towards the door?Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, misterAnd you’ll never see me no more”

For, sure

Well the crowd cleared awayAnd I began to prayAnd the water fell on the floorAnd I’m telling you, sonWell, it ain’t no funStaring straight down a forty-fourWell, he turned and screamed at Linda LouAnd that’s the break I was looking forAnd you could hear me screaming a mile awayAs I was headed out toward your door

“Oh, won’t youGimme three steps, gimme three steps, misterGimme three steps towards the door?Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, misterAnd you’ll never see me no more”

Show me the back door