Josh Turner - You Don't Mess Around With Jim Lyrics
Uptown's got its hustlersThe Bowery's got its bumsAnd forty second street got big Jim WalkerHe's a pool shootin' son of a gunYeah, he's big and dumb as a man can comeBut he's stronger than a country hossAnd when the bad folks all get together at nightYou know they all call big Jim "boss"....just becauseAnd they sayYou don't tug on superman's capeYou don't spit into the windYou don't pull the mask off the ol' Lone RangerAnd you don't mess around with JimWell, outta south Alabama came a country boyHe said, " I'm lookin' for a man named JimI am a pool shootin' boyMy name is Willie McCoyBut down home they call me slimYeah, I'm lookin for the king of forty second streetHe drivin' a drop top cadillacAnd last week he took all my moneyAnd it may sound funnyBut I come to get my money backAnd ev'rybody sayJack, don't you know thatYou don't tug on Superman's capeYou don't spit into the windYou don't pull the mask offthe ol' Lone rangerAnd you dont mess around with JimWell, a hush fell over the pool roomWhen Jimmy come boppin' in off the streetAnd when the cuttin' was doneThe only part that wasn't bloodyWas the soles f the big man's feetYeah, he was cut in 'bout a hundred placesAnd he was shot in a couple moreAnd you better believeThey sung a diffrent kind of storyWhen big Jim hit the floor, uh huhNow they sayYou don't tug on Superman's capeYou don't spit into the windYou don't pull the mask off the ol' Lone rangerAnd you dont mess around with slimNow they sayYou don't tug on Superman's capeYou don't spit into the windYou don't pull the mask off the ol' Lone rangerAnd you dont mess around with slimYou don't pull the mask off the ol' Lone RangerYou don't mess around with Slim
