Lynyrd Skynyrd — Mississippi Kid

[Verse 1] I've got my pistols in my pockets boys I'm, I'm Alabama bound I've got my pistols in my pocket boys I, I'm Alabama bound Well, I'm not looking for no trouble But nobody dogs me around [Verse 2] Now when I'm going to fetch my woman, people, Tri-Cities here I come Oh and I'm going to fetch my woman, people, Tri-Cities here I come 'Cause she was raised up on that cornbread I know that woman give me some Give me some baby [Verse 3] Oh when the kid hits Alabama, people Don't you try to dog him around Now when the kid hits Alabama, people Don't you try to dog him around 'Cause if you people cause me trouble, Lord I've got to put you in the ground [Harmonica solo] [Verse 4] 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, its got to make it black and blue [Verse 5] Ah well I'm going to Alabama Got my pistols out by my side 'Cause I ride to Alabama With my pistols out by my side 'Cause down in Alabama You can run, but you sure can't hide