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blade Rhythm Player |
#1 by blade rhoat at Sep 25, 2006 at 2:32 AM EST |
| This is based on a true story. Lead singer Ronnie Van Zant, who was 18 at the time, used a fake ID to get in a bar while his band mates Gary Rossington and Allen Collins waited for him in a truck. Van Zant danced with a girl named Linda, whose boyfriend came up to Ronnie and reached for something in his boot. Figuring he was going for a gun, Van Zant told him to give him a few steps and he would get out. He ran to the truck, and he, Rossington, and Collins wrote this that night.It's local legend that the song takes place in Bowling Green, Kentucky. After a gig at the Tobacco Warehouse, the boys from Skynyrd went down the road to a bar in town called The Little Brown Jug, thus "I was cuttin' the rug, down a a place called The Jug," which is where Ronnie Van Zant ran into an angry local man with a gun. And the Little Brown Jug is still open on the Bypass like it always has been. | |
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jUsT_tHe_PoStAl Wanna Be |
#2 by jUsT_tHe_PoStAl_SeRvIcE at Dec 26, 2006 at 11:57 AM EST |
| It didn't even take them time to get home to write this song. thaey wrote in vthe car comin' home. thank you | |
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matt Average |
#3 by matt lenardson at Jun 4, 2007 at 10:19 AM EST |
| Yeah Ronnie went into the bar and was talking to the girl when her man came and he was shoooken up! They wrote this song the same night!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAHOOOOOO! | |
