Lyrics for singles by Lynyrd Skynyrd

Call Me The Breeze
The Ballad of Curtis Loew
Don't Ask Me No Questions
Free Bird
Gimme Back My Bullets
Gimme Three Steps
Got That Right
I Ain't The One
I Know A Little
Saturday Night Special
Sweet Home Alabama
That Smell
What's Your Name



Call Me The Breeze

They call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road
Well now, they call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road
I ain't got me nobody, I don't carry me no load

Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no changes in me
Well, there ain't no change in the weather, ain't no changes in me
And I ain't hidin' from nobody, nobody's hidin' from me

Well I got that green light, baby, I got to keep movin' on
Well I got that green light, baby, I got to keep movin' on
Well, I might go out to California, might go down to Georgia, I don't know

Well, I dig you Georgia peaches, makes me feel right at home
Now well, I dig you Georgia peaches, makes me feel right at home
But I don't love me no one woman so I can't stay in Georgia long

Well now, they call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road
Well now, they call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road
I ain't got me nobody, I don't carry me no load




The Ballad of Curtis Loew

Well, I used to wake the mornin' before the rooster crowed
Searchin' for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Run 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash 'em in, and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew

Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old Dobro, used to play it 'cross his knee
I give old Curt my money, he play all day for me

Play me a song, Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well, I got your drinkin' money, tune up your Dobro
People said he was useless, them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues

He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whup me, but I'd go see him again
I clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
He'd play a song or two, then take another drink of wine

Play me a song, Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well, I got your drinkin' money, tune up your Dobro
People said he was useless, them people all were fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues

On the day old Curtis died, nobody came and prayed
Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the grave
Well, he lived a lifetime, playin' the black man's blues
And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose

Play me a song, Curtis Loew, hey, Curtis Loew
I wish that you was here so ev'ryone would know
People said he was useless, them people all were fools
'Cause, Curtis, you're the finest picker to ever play the blues




Don't Ask Me No Questions

Well, every time that I come home
nobody want's to leave me be
it seems that all the friends I've got
just got to come interrogate me
Well, I appreciate your feelings
and I don't want to pass you by
but I don' t ask you 'bout your business
don't ask me about mine

Well, it's true I love the money
and I love my brand new car
I like drinkin' the best of whiskey
and playin' in a honky tonk bar
But when I come off the road
well, I just gotta have my time
'cause I gotta find a break in this action
else I'm gonna lose my mind

So don't ask me no questions
and I won't tell you no lies
So don't ask me 'bout my business
and I won't tell you goodbye

Well, what's you favorite color and do you dig the Brothers
drivin' me up the wall
and every time I think I can sleep
some fool has got to call
Well, don't you think that when I come home
I just want a little peace of mind?
If you want to talk about the business
buddy, you're just wasting time

So don't ask me no questions
and I won't tell you no lies
So don't ask me 'bout my business
and I won't tell you goodbye

So don't ask no stupid questions
and I won't send you away
If you want to talk fishin'
well, I guess that'll be OK




Free Bird

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 badly
Lord knows I must play

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




Gimme Back My Bullets

Life is so strange with its changin', yes indeed
Well, I've seen the hard times and the pressure has been on me
but I keep on workin' like a workin' man do
and I've got my act together, gonna walk all over you

Gimme back my bullets
put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around 'cause I've done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back my bullets

Sweet talkin' people done ran me out of town
and I drank enough of whiskey to float a battle ship around
But I'm leaving this game one step ahead of you
and you will not hear me cry 'cause I do not sing the blues

Gimme back my bullets
put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around 'cause I've done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back, gimme back my bullets
go put 'em back where they belong

Been up and down since I turned seventeen
well, I've been on top and then it seems I lost my dream
but I've got it back, I'm feeling better every day
Tell all those pencil pushers better get outa my way

Gimme back my bullets
put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around 'cause I've done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back, gimme back my bullets
oh, put 'em back where they belong
Gimme back my bullets




Gimme Three Steps

I was cutting the rug down at place called The Jug
with a girl named Linda Lou
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
whatcha 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 shaking like a leaf on a tree
'cause he was lean, mean, big and bad, Lord
pointin' that gun on 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'd let me
ask one favor from you.'

'Say, won't you
gimme three steps, gimme three steps, oh mister
gimme three steps toward the door?
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, oh mister
and you'll never see me no more.'

Well the crowd cleared away and I began to pray
and the water fell on the floor
And I'm telling you, son, it ain't no fun
staring straigth down a forty-four
Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou
and that's the break I was looking for
Well, you could hear me screaming a mile away
I was headed out toward the door

'Say, won't you
gimme three steps, gimme three steps, oh mister
gimme three steps toward the door?
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, oh mister
and you'll never see me no more.'




Got That Right

Well I've heard lots of people said they gonna settle down
You don't see their faces and they don't come around
Well, I'm not that way, I've got to move along

I like to drink and dance all night
Comes to a fix, not afraid to fight
You got that right?
Said, you got that right?
Sure got that right!

Seems so long I been out on my own
Drivin' the land and I'm always alone
Guess I was born with a travellin' bone

I like to drink and dance all night
Comes to a fix, not afraid to fight
You got that right?
Said, you got that right?
Sure got that right!

I tried all the things in my life
Things that I like, I tried twice
You got that right?
Said, you got that right?
Sure got that right!

When my time's over, out on my own
You won't find me in an old folks' home
You got that right?
Said, you got that right?
Sure got that right!




I Ain't The One

Now I'll tell you plainly, baby, what a plan to do
Say, I may be crazy, woman, but I ain't no fool
Your daddy's rich, mama, and you're overdue
but I ain't the one, baby, been messin' with you
Got bells in your mind, lady, and it's easy to see
I think it's time for me to move along, I do believe
Or are you tryin' to put a hook on me, oh no?

Now you're talkin' jive, woman, when you say to me
that your daddy's gonna take us in, mama, 'n take care of me
You know and I know, woman, I ain't the one
I never hurt you, sweetheart, said, I never pulled my gun
Got bells in your mind, mama, and it's easy to see
I think it's time for me to move along, I do believe
Time for me to put my boots out in the street

Now you're talkin' jive, woman, when you say to me
that your daddy's gonna take us in, mama, 'n take care of me
You know and I know, woman, I ain't the one
I never hurt you, sweetheart, said, I never pulled my gun
Got bells in your mind, mama, and it's easy to see
I think it's time for me to move along, I do believe
Oh, I must be in the middle of some kinda conspiracy




I Know A Little

Well, the bigger the city, well, the brighter the lights
the bigger the dog, well, the harder the bite
I don't know where you been last night
but I'm thinkin', mama, you ain't doin' right

Say, I know a little
I know a little 'bout it
I know a little
I know a little 'bout it
I know a little 'bout love
baby, I can guess the rest

Well, I don't read that daily news
'cause it ain't hard to figure why people gets the blues
If they can't dig what they can't use
if they'd stick to themselves they'd be much less abused

Say, I know a little
Lord, I do know a little 'bout it
I know a little
I know a little 'bout it
I know a little 'bout love
baby, I can guess the rest

Well, you want me to be your only man
Said, listen, mama, did you all I can
Do right, baby, by your man
Don't worry, mama, teach you all I can

Say, I know a little
Lord, I know a little 'bout it
I know a little
I know a little 'bout it
I know a little 'bout love
and baby, I can guess the rest
Well, I know a little 'bout love
Baby, I want your best




Saturday Night Special

Two feets they come a creepin
like a black cat do
and two bodies are layin' naked
Creeper think he got nothin' to lose
So he creeps into this house, yeah
and unlocks the door
and as a man's reaching for his trousers
shoots him full of thirty-eight holes

It's the Saturday night special
got a barrel that's blue and cold
ain't good for nothin
but put a man six feet in a hole

Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey
and playin' poker on a losin' night
and pretty soon ol' Jim starts a thinkin
somebody been cheatin' and lyin'
So big Jim commence to fightin'
I wouldn't tell you no lie
Big Jim done pulled his pistol
shot his friend right between the eyes

It's the Saturday night special
got a barrel that's blue and cold
ain't good for nothin
but put a man six feet in a hole

Hand guns are made for killin'
they ain't no good for nothin' else
And if you like to drink your whiskey
you might even shoot yourself
So why don't we dump 'em people
to the bottom of the sea
before some ol' fool come around here
wanna shoot either you or me

It's the Saturday night special
you got a barrel that's blue and cold
you ain't good for nothin
but put a man six feet in a hole

It's the saturday night special
and I'd like to tell you what you could do with it
and that's the end of the song




Sweet Home Alabama

Big wheels keep on turning
carry me home to see my kin
singing songs about the southland
I miss ole bamy once again and I think it's a sin

Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
a southern man don't need him around anyhow

Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you

In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you, tell the truth

Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you

Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
and they ve been known to pick a song or two
Lord, they get me off so much
they pick me up when I'm feeling blue, now how about you

Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you

Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you




That Smell

Whiskey bottle and brand new cars
oak tree, you're in my way
There's too much Coke and too much smoke
Look what's goin' on inside you

Oo-oo that smell
can't you smell that smell?
Oo-oo that smell
the smell of death's around you

Angel of darkness is upon you
stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
One more drink, fool, will drown you

Oo-oo that smell
can't you smell that smell?
Oo-oo that smell
the smell of death's around you

Now they call you Prince Charming
can't speak a word when you're full of ludes
Say you'll be alright, come tomorrow
but tomorrow might not be here for you

Oo-oo that smell
can't you smell that smell?
Oo-oo that smell
the smell of death's around you

One little problem that confronts you
got a monkey on your back
Just one more fix, Lord, might do the trick
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks

Oo-oo that smell
can't you smell that smell?
Oo-oo that smell
the smell of death's around you

Oo-oo that smell
can't you smell that smell?
Oo-oo that smell
the smell of death's around you




What's Your Name

Well, it's eight o'clock in Boise, Idaho
I'll find my limo driver, Mister, take us to the show
I've done made some plans for later on tonight:
I'll find a little queenie and I know I can treat her right

What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same

Back at the hotel, Lord, we got such a mess
It seems, one of the crew had a go with one of the guests, ah yes
Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar, what a shame
Won't you come upstairs, girl, and have a drink of champagne

What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, for there ain't no shame
What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same

What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same

Nine o'clock the next day and I'm ready to go
I got six hundred miles to ride and do one more show, oh no
Can I get you a taxi home, it sure was grand
When I come back here next year I wanna see you again

What was your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, for there ain't no shame
What was your name, little girl, what's your'n ame?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same