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Tabbed by: bigal@hbeark.com MISSISSIPPI KID
Lynyrd Skynrd
E I got my pistols in my pocket boys, I'm
I'm Alabamy bound. A I got my pistols in my pocket boys, I'm E I'm Alabamy bound. B7 A E Well I'm not lookin' for no trouble but, nobody dogs me 'round.
E Now I'm goin' to fetch my woman people,
Tri-Cities here I come. A Now I'm goin' to fetch my woman people, E Troy City here I come. B7 A E 'Cause she was raised up on that cornbread, I know that woman gimmie some.
E Oh when the Kid hits Alabama people,
don't you try to dog him 'round. A Oh when the Kid hits Alabama people, E don't you try to dog him 'round. B7 A E 'Cause if you people cause me trouble, Lord I got to put you in the ground.
E Well I was born in Mississippi baby,
I don't take any stuff from you. A Well I was born in Mississippi baby, E I don't take any stuff from you. B7 A E And if I hit you on the head boy, it's got to make it black and blue.
E Oh I'm goin' to Alabama,
got my pistols out by my side. A Oh I'm goin' to Alabama, E got my pistols out by my side. B7 A E 'Cause down in Alabama you can run, but you sure can't hide.
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