I was cutting the 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
Whatcha tryin' to prove?
'Cause that's my woman there and I'm a man who cares
And this might be all for you
I was scared and fearing for my life
I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree
'Cause he was lean, mean, big and bad, Lord
Pointin' that gun at me
Oh, wait a minute, mister
I didn't even kiss her
Don't want no trouble wit' chu
And I know you don't owe me
But I wish you would let me
Ask one favor from you
Won't you give me three steps?
Gimme three steps mister
Gimme three steps towards the door
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps mister
And you'll never see a-me no more
Won't u give me three steps?
Give me three steps mister
Give me three steps towards the door
Give me three steps
Give me three steps mister
And you'll never see a-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
Staring straight down a forty-four
Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou
And that's the break I was looking for
And you could hear me screaming
A mile away
As I was headed out towards the door
Won't you give me three steps?
Gimme three steps mister
Gimme three steps towards the door
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps mister
And you'll never see a-me no more
For sure
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