Croce Jim You Don`t Mess Around With Jim Lyrics

You Don`t Mess Around With Jim Lyrics

Jim Croce

 You Don't Mess Around With Jim

 Written by - Jim Croce

 From - You Don't Mess Around With Jim

 Uptown got it's hustlers

 The Bowery got it's bums

 And forty-second street got big Jim Walker

 He a pool shootin' son of a gun

 Yeah, he big and dumb as a man can come

 But he stronger than a country hoss

 And when the bad folks all get together at night

 You know they all call big Jim 'boss'...just because 

 

 And they say

 'You don't tug on Superman's cape

 You don't spit into the wind

 You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger

 And you don't mess around with Jim'

 

 Well outta south Alabama come a country boy

 He said, 'I'm lookin' for a man named Jim

 I am a pool shootin' boy

 My name is Willie McCoy

 But down home they call me Slim

 Yeah I'm looking for the king of Forty Second Street

 He drivin' a drop top Cadillac

 Last week he took all my money

 And it may sound funny

 But I come to get my money back'

 

 Chorus:

 And ev'rybody say 'Jack, don't you know that 

 You don't on Superman's cape

 You don't spit into the wind

 You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger

 And you don't mess around with Jim' 

 

 Well a hush fell over the pool room

 Jimmy come boppin' in off the street

 And when the cuttin' were done

 The only part that wasn't bloody 

 Was the soles of the big man's feet

 Yeah he were cut in 'bout a hundred places

 And he were shot in a couple more

 And you better believe 

 They sung a different kind of story

 When big Jim hit the floor

 

 Chorus

 

 Now they say 

 You don't tug on Superman's cape

 You don't spit into the wind

 You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger

 And you don't mess around with Slim'

 

 Yeah, big Jim got his hat 

 Find out where it's at

 And not hustling people strange to you

 Even if you do got a two piece custom made pool cue, yeah

 

 Chorus

 

 You don't tug on Superman's cape

 You don't spit into the wind

 You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger

 And you don't mess around with Slim