(Allen Collins -- Gary Rossington -- Ronnie VanZant)

I d like to tell y all a story
About a friend of mine
Who liked to drink good whiskeyoh Lord
And have a real good time
His womanyou know she left him
And stole that boy s brand new car
And ran out of town with a guitar picker
Said he gonna be a superstar
Sure you are

(Chorus)
You can t alway trust your woman
You can t always trust your best friend
Beware of the ones that you need y all
Cause those might be the ones that do you in

Don t talk no stuff to no slicker
Don t tell your feelings to your friend
Don t tell your woman that you love herbecause
That s when your trouble begins
There are many ladies here among us
That ll stab you in the back when you ain t around
There are manyso many of your very best friends
That ll kick you in the head when you are down
Yes they will

(Chorus)

Don t you backtalk the police
Cause its his job to put you in the jail
They ll lock you upboy and throw away the key
And your best friend won t even go your bail
There are many slickers here among us
That are all dressed up in suits and ties
But don t you show your painLord in front of them
Cause if you do you kiss yourself goodbyealright

(Chorus)

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