Tom: C
C
C4
C
C4
C
C4
C
F
C
Uptown's got its hustlers, the Bowry's got its bums
C4
And forty-second street's got Big Jim Walker
C
He's a pool shootin' son of a gun
F
Yeah he's big and dumb as a man can come
And he's stronger than a country hoss
Bb
And when the bad folks all get together at night
F
C
You know they all call Big Jim boss, just because, and they say
F
C
You don't tug on Superman's cape
F
C
You don't spit into the wind
F
C4
You don't pull the mask off the ol' Lone Ranger
Bb
F
C
F
C
C4
And you don't mess around with Jim, do do do do da dee dee dee
Well outta south Alabama came a country boy