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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 |
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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 |
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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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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 |
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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. |
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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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