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Date: Wed, 5 Aug 92 11:32:21 EDT
From: Glen Macon 
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To: jamesb@nevada.edu
Subject: gimme three steps
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Title:                   GIMME 3 STEPS                (Lynyrd Skynyrd)
                    D                        D
              I was cuttin the rug down at a place called 'The Jug'
                     A                A
              with a girl named Linda Lou
                   D                      D
              When in walked a man with a gun in his hand
                     E                    A
              he was looking for you know who.
                       D                         D
              He said "Hey there fellow with the hair coloured yellow,
              G                    E
                  watcha tryin' to proove?
                                          D                 D
              Cuz' thatsa' my woman there and I'm a man who cares
                       A                D
              and this might be all for you"    (I said "excuse me!")

                    D                  D
              I was scared and fearing for my life
              A                        A
              shaking like a leaf on a tree
                          D                 D
              Cuz' he was lean and mean and big and bad, Lord,
              E                    A
              pointing that gun at me
                      D                       D
              I said "wait a minute mister, I didn't even kiss her,
              G                               E
                  don't want no trouble with you
                         D                           D
              and I know you don't owe me but I wish you would let me
              A                   D
              ask one favour from you:

                            D                    D
   (CHORUS)   Say won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister,
                    A                  A
              gimme 3 steps toward the door?
              D                    D
              Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister
                         A               D
              and you'll never see me no more."
              (Solo)
                         D                         D
              O well the crowd cleared away and I began to pray
                      A                      A
              and the water fell down to the floor
                      D                    D
              and I'm telling you, son, it ain't no fun,
                      E                      A
              staring straight down a fourty-four.
                       D                      D
              Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou,
                             G                   E
              and that's the break I was looking for
                            D                   D
              and you could hear me screaming a mile away
                       A                     D
              as I was headed out toward the door.

              (CHORUS)


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