Gimme Three Steps (Live) - Alabama

作词：Alabama

作曲：Alabama

I was cutting a rug

Down at a place called jug

With a girl named linda lu

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

Watcha 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

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 with you

And I know you don't owe me

But I wish you would let me

Ask one favor from you

Oh

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 me no more

For sure

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 lu

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

Oh

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 me no more