Lyric Mississippi Kid

(Al Kooper - Ronnie VanZant - Bob Burns)

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