Letra de Mississippi Kid
I've got my pistols in my pocket Boys, I'm Alabama bound I've got my pistols in my pocket, boys, I'm I'm Alabama bound Well, I'm not looking for no trouble But nobody doesn't dog me aroundWell, 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 Gimme some, babyWhen the kid hits Alabama, people Don't you dog him around Oh, when the kid hits Alabama Don't you try to dog him around 'Cause if you people cause me trouble Lord knows I'II put you in the ground Get onWell, I was born in Mississippi And I take no stuff from you Well, I was born in Mississippi I don't take any stuff from you If I hit you on your head Gonna make it black and blueWell, I'm going to Alabama With my pistol right by my side Well, I'm going to Alabama With my pistol right by my side (oh) Well, you can be in Alabama You can run, but you sure can't hide Oh, when you get to Alabama You can run, but you sure can't hide