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
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 said, "Excuse me."

I was scared and fearing for my life
I was shakin' 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 wish you would let me
Ask one favor from you."

"Oh, won't you give me three steps
Gimme three steps a-mister
Gimme three steps towards the door?
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps a-mister
And you'll never see a-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
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

"Oh, won't you give me three steps
Gimme three steps a-mister
Gimme three steps towards the door?
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps a-mister
And you'll never see a-me no more."

Show me the back door