You Don`t Mess Around With Jim — текст песни (Josh Turner)

Uptowns got it hustlers

The bowery`s got its bums

42nd street got big jim walker

He`s a pool shootin` son of a gun

Yeah he`s big and dumb as a man can come

But he`s stronger than a country hoss

And when the bad folks all get together at night

You know they all call big jim boss



And they say

You don`t tug on superman`s cape

You don`t spit into the wind

You don`t pull the mask of the ol` lone ranger

And you don`t mess around with Jim



Well outta south alabama come a country boy

He said I`m looking for a man named jim

I am a pool shootin boy

My name is Willie McCoy

But down home they call me slim

Yeah I`m lookin for the king of forty second street

He drivin` a drop top cadillac

And last week he took all my money

And it may sound funny

But I come to get my money back



And everybody say

Jack, don`t you know

You don`t tug on superman`s cape

You don`t spit into the wind

You don`t pull the mask of the ol` lone ranger

And you don`t mess around with Jim



Well a hush fell over the pool room

When Jimmy come boppin` in off the street

And when the cutting was done

The only thing that wasn`t bloody

Was the souls of the big mans feet

Yeah he was cut in bout a hundred places

And he was shot in a couple more

And you better believe

They sung a diffrent kinda story

When big Jim hit the floor, uh huh



Now they say

You don`t tug on superman`s cape

You don`t spit into the wind

You don`t pull the mask of the ol` lone ranger

And you don`t mess around with Jim



Now they say

You don`t tug on superman`s cape

You don`t spit into the wind

You don`t pull the mask of the ol` lone ranger

And you don`t mess around with Slim



You don`t pull the mask of the ol` lone ranger

And you don`t mess around with Slim