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 the hair colored yellow,
Watcha 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 shakin´ like a leaf on a tree.
´Cause he was lean, mean,
Big and bad, Lord,
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´d let me
Ask one favor from you."

"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."

Well the crowd cleared away
And I began to pray
As the water fell on the floor.
And I´m telling you son,
Well, it ain´t no fun
Staring straight down a forty-four.
Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu
And that´s the break I was looking for.
And you could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was headed out towards the door.

"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."