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
And he was looking for you know who

He said, "Hey there, fellow
With the hair colored yellow
What you tryin' to prove?
'Cause that's 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 lean and 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 wished you would let me
Ask one favor from you

Oh, won't you gimme 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

Oh, won't you gimme 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

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
I'll be lookin' at a forty-four

Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou
And that's the break I was looking for
Well, you could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was headin' out towards the door

Oh, won't you gimme 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