[Verse 1]
Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones, spelled with all four Y's
Was born in 70-something, 'tween "Sweet Home" and "You Got That Right"
His mama met his daddy at a Tallahassee show
But just like Tuesday, daddy wound up gone on down the road

[Chorus]
Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones hailed from Gadsden, Alabama
Born to carry on who his mama was a fan of
Don’t ask me no questions, and I won’t tell you no lies
That's what she always told him, right up 'til the day she died

[Verse 2]
Lynyrd wasn't black or white, he was somewhere in-between
Throw in abandoned and confused, and you get the blues when you’re just thirteen
Well, he found his salvation in a pawnshop-bought guitar
You can't teach that kind of pickin', it's gotta come right from your heart

[Chorus]
Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones hailed from Gadsden, Alabama
Callеd to carry on who his mama was a fan of
Don't ask me no questions, and I won't tell you no liеs
That's what she always told him, right up 'til the day she died, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 3]
When Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones' mama passed away
A dressed-in-all-black black man stood up in back to say
"Been thinking about your mama since that Tallahassee show
Yeah, son, I am your daddy, and my name is Curtis Loew"
[Outro]
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