Gimme Three Steps

I was cuttin' a rug
Down at a place called The Jug
With a girl named Linda Lou
When in walked a man
With a gun in his hand
And he was looking for you know who
He said, hey there fellow
With the hair colored yellow
What'cha tryin' to prove
'Cause that's my woman there
And I'm a man who cares
And this might be all for you
I said, excuse me
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
Gimme three steps towards the door
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
And you're never seeing me no more
I was scared and fearing for my life
I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree
He was lean an' mean
He was big and bad
He was pointin' that gun at me
I said, wait a minute, mister
I didn't even kiss her
Don't want no trouble with you
I know you don't owe me
I wish you would let me
Ask one little favor from you
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
Gimme three steps towards the door
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
And you're never seeing me no more
Well, the crowd cleared away
And I began to pray
And the water fell on the floor
And I'm telling you son
Well, it ain't no fun
Starin' straight down a forty-four
Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou
And that's the break I was lookin' for
And you could hear me screamin' a mile away
As I was headed out towards the door
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
Gimme three steps towards the door
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
And you're never seeing me no more
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
Gimme three steps towards the door
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
And you're never seeing me no more
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
Gimme three steps towards the door
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
And you're never seeing me no more



Credits
Writer(s): Allen Collins, Ronnie Van Zant
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