by Lynyrd Slynyrd
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| I was | cuttin’ the rug down at a | place called 'The Jug' |
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| with a | girl named Linda | Lou |
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| When | in walked a man with a | gun in his hand |
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| he was | looking for you know | who. |
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| He said " | Hey there fellow with the | hair coloured yellow, |
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| watcha tryin' to | prove? |
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| Cuz thatsa | my woman there and I'm a | man who cares |
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| and this | might be all for | you" (I said "excuse me!") |
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| I was | scared and fearing for my | life |
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| shaking like a leaf on a | tree |
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| Cuz he was | lean and mean and | big and bad, Lord, |
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| pointing that gun at | me |
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| I said " | wait a minute mister, I | didn't even kiss her, |
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| don't want no trouble with | you |
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| and I | know you don't owe me but I | wish you would let me |
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| ask one favor from | you: |
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| Oh, well the | crowd cleared away and I | began to pray |
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| and the | water fell on the | floor |
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| and I'm | telling you, son, it | ain't no fun, |
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| staring | straight down a fourty- | four. |
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| Well, he | turned and screamed at Linda | Lou, |
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| and that's the | break I was looking | for |
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| and you could | hear me screaming a | mile away |
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| as I was | headed out toward the | door. |
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| B | B | |
| I was | cuttin’ the rug down at a | place called 'The Jug' |
| F# | F# | |
| with a | girl named Linda | Lou |
| B | B | |
| When | in walked a man with a | gun in his hand |
| C# | F# | |
| he was | looking for you know | who. |
| B | B | |
| He said " | Hey there fellow with the | hair coloured yellow, |
| E | C# |
| watcha tryin' to | prove? |
| B | B | |
| Cuz thatsa | my woman there and I'm a | man who cares |
| F# | B | |
| and this | might be all for | you" (I said "excuse me!") |
| B | B | |
| I was | scared and fearing for my | life |
| F# | F# |
| shaking like a leaf on a | tree |
| B | B | |
| Cuz he was | lean and mean and | big and bad, Lord, |
| C# | F# |
| pointing that gun at | me |
| B | B | |
| I said " | wait a minute mister, I | didn't even kiss her, |
| E | C# |
| don't want no trouble with | you |
| B | B | |
| and I | know you don't owe me but I | wish you would let me |
| F# | B |
| ask one favor from | you: |
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