(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 whiskey oh Lord. And have a real good time. His woman you 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 her because. 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 many so 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 up boy 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 pain Lord in front of them. 'Cause if you do you kiss yourself goodbye alright. (Chorus).