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 #INSTRUMENTAL I was scared and fearing for my life I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree 'Cause he was lean, an' mean, an' big and bad, Lord And 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 Starin' straight down a forty-four Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou And that's the break I was a-lookin' for And you could hear me screamin' 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 Show me the back door