Testo Gimme Three Steps - Walter Trout
Testo della canzone Gimme Three Steps (Walter Trout), tratta dall'album In Session
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
He was looking for you know who
He said, "Hey there fellow
With your hair colored yellow
What you trying to prove?
Was that 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 shaking like a leaf on a tree
'Cause he was leaning mean
He was being bad, Lord
He was pointing 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 know me
But I wish you'd let me
Ask one favor from you"
Won't you gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
Gimme three steps toward the door
Won't you gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
You'll never see me no more, no more
Well, I dropped it away
I began to pray
As the water fell on the floor
I'm telling you, son
Well, it ain't no fun
Staring down at the.44
Well, he turned and screamed
And Linda Lou
That's the break I was looking for
You could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was headed out toward the door
Won't you gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
Gimme three steps toward the door
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps, mister
You'll never see me no more, no more
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Writer(s): Ronnie Van Zant, Allen Collins
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