Текст (слова) песни: Lynyrd Skynyrd - Mississippi Kid
I`ve got my pistols in my pockets boys, I`m Alabama bound. I`ve got my pistols in my pockets boys, I`m I`m Alabama bound. Well, I`m not looking for no trouble But nobody dogs me `round.
Well, I`m going to fetch my woman, people Tri-cities here I come. Well, I`m going to fetch my woman, people Tri-cities here I come `Cause she was raised up on that cornbread And I know she`s gonna give me some.
When the kid hits Alabama, people Don`t you try and dog him `round. When the kid hits Alabama, people Don`t you try and dog him `round. `Cause if you people cause me trouble, Then I`ve got to put you in the ground.
Well, I was born in Mississippi And I don`t take any stuff from you Well, I was born in Mississippi And I don`t 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 can`t hide
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