Lynyrd Skynyrd - Mississippi kid

I’ve got m^Ey pistols in my pockets boys, I’m Alabama bound. I’ve got m^Ay pistols in my pockets boys, I’m I’m Alabam^Ea bound. Well, I’m no^B7t looking for no trouble But nobody dogs me ?^E??round.

Well, I’^Em going to fetch my woman, people Tri-cities here I come. Well, I’^Am going to fetch my woman, people Tri-cities here I ^Ecome ‘Cause she wa^B7s raised up on that cornbread And I know that woman’ll gonna give m^Ee some.

When the ^Ekid hits Alabama, people Don’t you try and dog him ‘round. Now when the ^Akid hits Alabama, people Don’t you try and dog him^E ‘round. ‘Cause if yo^B7u people cause me trouble, Then I’ve got to put you in th^Ee ground.

Well, I was ^Eborn in Mississippi And I don’t take any stuff from you Well, I was ^Aborn in Mississippi And I don’t take any stuff fro^Em you And if I ^B7hit you on your head Boy, it’s got to make you black an^Ed blue.

Well, I’^Em going to Alabama Got my pistols out by my side Well, I ^Aride to Alabama With my pistols out by my ^Eside ‘Caus^B7e down in Alabama You can run, but you sure can’^Et hide