paroles de chanson Gimme Three Steps - Live - Alabama

I was cutting the rug
Down at a place called The 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 your hair colored yellow
Watcha tryin' to prove?
'Cause that's my woman there, I'm a man who cares
And this might be all for you" (you got it)

But I was scared and fearing for my life
I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree
'Cause he was lean and mean
Okay that's scary, pointin' that gun at me
I said, "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" (c'mon y'all, c'mon)

"Won't you give me three steps
Gimme three steps mister
Gimme three steps towards the door? (C'mon)
Won't you give me three steps
Gimme three steps mister
And you'll never hear 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 it ain't no fun
Staring straight down a 44
Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu
And that's the chance I was looking for
And you could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was heading out towards the door (I'm leaving)

"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"
No more, here we go

Thank you Leonard
Thank you Leonard, Skinner