I was cut ting the rug down at a place called the Jug with a (A7)girl named Lin da Lu, floor.

when I’m (D)in walked a man with a gun in his hand and he was (E7)look ing for you know who.

He said, (D)“Hey there fel low with the hair col ored yel low,

what you try in’ to (E7)prove?

’Cause that’s (D)my wom an there and I’m a man who a cares and this (A7)might be all out for (D)you.” door.

I was you scared and fear ing for my life I was (A7)shak in’ like a leaf on a tree.

’Cause he was (D)lean,

mean,

big and bad, Lord, (E7)point in’ that gun at me.

Oh, (D)wait a min ute, mis ter, I did n’t e ven kiss her,

don’t want no trou ble with (E7)you.

And I know you don’t owe me but I wish you’d let me (A7)ask one fa vor from (D)you.

Oh, won’t you gim me three steps, gim me three steps, mis ter, gim me (A7)three steps to ward the door.

(D)Gim me three steps, gim me three steps, mis ter, and you’ll (A7)nev er see me no (D)more.

Well, the (D)gim me three steps, gim me three steps, mis ter, gim me (A7)three steps to ward the door.

(D)Gim me three steps, gim me three steps, mis ter, and you’ll (A7)nev er see me no (D)more.