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Mississippi Kid lyrics
Ive got my pistols in my pockets boys,
Im alabama bound.
Ive got my pistols in my pockets boys, im
Im alabama bound.
Well, Im not looking for no trouble
But nobody dogs me round.
Well, Im going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come.
Well, Im going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come
cause she was raised up on that cornbread
And I know shes gonna give me some.
When the kid hits alabama, people
Dont you try and dog him round.
When the kid hits alabama, people
Dont you try and dog him round.
cause if you people cause me trouble,
Then Ive got to put you in the ground.
Well, I was born in mississippi
And I dont take any stuff from you
Well, I was born in mississippi
And I dont take any stuff from you
And if I hit you on your head
Boy, its got to make you black and blue.
Well, I ride to alabama
With my pistols out by my side
Well, I ride to alabama
With my pistols out by my side
cause down in alabama
You can run, but you sure cant hide
Part of these releases
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- Track 6 on (pronounced 'lĕh-'nérd 'skin-'nérd)
- 5 Things Goin' On
- 7 Poison Whiskey
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- Track 4 on Collector's Edition Disc 2
- 3 Call Me The Breeze
- 5 What's Your Name
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- Track 6 on (pronounced ’lĕh‐’nérd ’skin‐’nérd)
- 5 Things Goin' On
- 7 Poison Whiskey
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