Karaoké Mississippi Kid Lynyrd Skynyrd

I got my pistols in my pocket

Boys I'm

I'm Alabama bound

I got my pistols in my pocket

Boys I'm

I'm Alabama bound

Well I'm not lookin' for no trouble but nobody dogs me 'round

No when I'm goin' to fetch my woman people

Tri-cities here I come

Oh well I'm going to fetch my woman people

Tri-cities here I come

'Cos she was raised up on that cornbread and I know that woman'll give me some

Give me some baby

Oh when this kid hits Alabama people don't you try to dog him 'round

Now when this kid hits Alabama people don't you try to dog him 'round

'Cos if you people cause me trouble Lord

I've got to put you in the ground

Well I do

Well I was born in Mississippi

Baby don't take any stuff from you

Oh I was born in Mississippi and I don't take any stuff from you

And if I hit you on your head boy it's got to make you black and blue

Ah well I'm goin' to Alabama

Got my pistols out about my side

Mmh yes I ride to Alabama with my pistols out about my side

'Cos down in Alabama you can run but you sure can't hide