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Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced 'leh-'nérd 'skin-'nérd - 1973
Pronounced 'leh-'nérd 'skin-'nérd
Release:
August 13, 1973

Label: Sounds of the South/MCA Records
Recorded at Studio One, Doraville, Georgia
Producer: Al Kooper 

Line up:

Ronnie Van Zant - lead vocals, lyrics 
Gary Rossington - lead guitar on tracks 2/3/4/5/7; rhythm guitar on the others
Allen Collins - lead guitar on track 1/8; rhythm guitar on the others 
Ed King - lead guitar on track 6; bass on all tracks except tracks 2/6
Billy Powell - keyboards 
Bob Burns - drums except on track 2

Leon Wilkeson - (bass guitar before the album was to cut)

Additional:
Roosevelt Gook (Al Kooper) - Bass, Mellotron & Back-up harmony on track 2
mandolin & bass drum on track 6, organ on tracks 4/7/8
Mellotron on track 8
Robert Nix - drums on track 2 
Bobbi Hall - percussion on tracks 3/5
Steve Katz - Harmonica on track 6
Track listing:
  1. I Ain't the One (Gary Rossington / Ronnie Van Zant) - 3:53
  2. Tuesday's Gone (Gary Rossington / Allen Collins / Ronnie Van Zant) - 7:32
  3. Gimme Three Steps (Allen Collins / Ronnie Van Zant) - 4:30
  4. Simple Man (Gary Rossington / Ronnie Van Zant) - 5:58

  5. Things Goin' On (Gary Rossington / Ronnie Van Zant) - 5:00
  6. Mississippi Kid (Al Kooper / Ronnie Van Zant / Bob Burns) - 3:56
  7. Poison Whiskey (Ed King / Ronnie Van Zant) - 3:13
  8. Free Bird (Allen Collins / Ronnie Van Zant) - 9:06



I Ain't The One
Gary Rossington / Ronnie Van Zant

Well, I'll tell you plainly baby 
What I plan to do 
Well, I may be crazy baby 
But I ain't no fool 
Your daddy's rich, mama 
And you're overdue 
But I ain't the one, baby 
Been messing with you 
Got bells in your mind, mama 
I think its time for me to move along 
I do believe

Now your're talking jive, woman 
When you say to me 
'N take care of me 
You know and I know, baby 
I ain't the one 
I never hurt you sweet hear 
I never pulled my gun 
Got bells in your mind, baby 
So won't you pardon me? 
I think its time for me to move along 
I do believe


Tuesday's Gone
Gary Rossington / Allen Collins / Ronnie Van Zant

Train roll on, on down the line,
Won't you please take me far away?
Now I feel the wind blow outside my door,
Means I'm leaving my woman behind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My woman's gone with the wind.

And I don't know where I'm going.
I just want to be left alone.
Well, when this train ends I'll try again,
But I'm leaving my woman at home.

[chorus]
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My woman's gone with the wind.

Train roll on many miles from my home,
See, I'm riding my blues away.
Tuesday, you see, she had to be free
But somehow I've got to carry on.


Gimme Three Steps
Allen Collins / Ronnie Van Zant

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.


Simple Man
Gary Rossington / Ronnie Van Zant


Mama told me when I was young 
Come sit beside me, my only son 
And listen closely to what I say. 
And if you do this 
It will help you some sunny day. 
Take your time... Don't live too fast, 
Troubles will come and they will pass. 
Go find a woman and you'll find love, 
And don't forget son, 
There is someone up above. 

And be a simple kind of man. 
Be something you love and understand. 
Be a simple kind of man. 
Won't you do this for me son, 
If you can? 

Forget your lust for the rich man's gold 
All that you need is in your soul, 
And you can do this if you try. 
All that I want for you my son, 
Is to be satisfied. 


Boy, don't you worry... you'll find yourself. 
Follow you heart and nothing else. 
And you can do this if you try. 
All I want for you my son, 
Is to be satisfied.


Things Goin' On
Gary Rossington / Ronnie Van Zant


Have you ever lived down in the ghetto? 
Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? 
If you don't know what I mean, 
Won't you stand up and scream? 
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know. 

Too many lives they've spent across the ocean. 
Too much money been spent upon the moon. 
Well, until they make it right 
I hope they never sleep at night 
They better make some changes 
And do it soon. 

They're goin ruin the air we breathe 
Lord have mercy. 
They're gonna ruin us all, by and by. 
I'm telling you all beware 
I don't think they really care 
I think they just sit up there 
And just get high.






Mississippi Kid 
Al Kooper - Ronnie VanZant - Bob Burns

I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, 
I'm Alabamy bound. 
I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, I'm 
I'm Alabamy bound. 
Well, I'm not looking for no trouble 
But nobody dogs me 'round.

Now well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people 
Tri-cities here I come. 
Oh, well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people 
Tri-cities here I come 
'Cause she was raised up on that cornbread 
And I know that woman give me some.

Gimme some, babe...

Oh when the kid hits Alabama, people 
Don't you try to dog him 'round. 
Ah, when the kid hits Alabama, people 
Don't you try to dog him 'round. 
'Cause if you people cause me trouble, 
Lord, I've got to put you in the ground.

Well, I was born in Mississippi 
Babe, don't take any stuff from you 
Oh, I was born in Mississippi 
And I don't take any stuff from you 
And if I hit you on your head 
Boy, its got to make it black and blue.

ah well I go to Alabama 
I got my pistols out a by my side 
yes, I ride to Alabama 
With my pistols out a by my side 
'Cause down in Alabama 
You can run, but you sure can't hide


Poison Whiskey
Ed King / Ronnie Van Zant

Daddy was a Cajun baby, raised on Southern land 
So my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. 
Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor 
well the doctor just checked his head
The only thing thats wrong with him 
was,Johnny walkers Red 
He drank ole poison whiskey 
and it killed him dead.

It happened back in the bayou baby many years ago 
Satan came to take him and he did it real slow 
Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor 
Yeah the doctor just shook his head, 
"Twenty years of rotgut whiskey 
Done killed this poor man dead." 
He drank ole poison whiskey 
And it killed him dead.

Take a tip from me, people... brothers can't you see 
Ain't no future in ole poison whiskey. 
They're gonna rush you down to see that doctor, 
Yeah the doctor gonna check yo head. 
The only thing he's gonna tell ya baby
"Stop drinkin' Juohnny walkers Red 
Don't drink poison whiskey, don't you drink it boy.


Free Bird
Allen Collins / Ronnie Van Zant


If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me
For i must be travelling on now
There's too many places I gotta see 
And if I stay here with you girl
Things just wouldn't be the same
For I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you cannot change
And the bird you cannot change
And the bird you cannot change
Lord knows I can't change

Bye bye it's been sweet love
Though this feeling I can't change
Please don't take it so bad now
Cause lord knows I'm to blame

And if I stay here with you girl
Things just couldn't be the same
For I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you cannot change
And the bird you cannot change
And the bird you cannot change
Lord knows I can't change

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