You Don't Mess Around with Jim

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Type: Chords & Lyrics, etc.

Version: 1

Created by: Bagus

Created: 3/28/2026

Updated: 3/28/2026

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You Don't Mess Around with Jim

Chords & Lyrics, etc. · v1

Intro:  E E7

E             E7         E                         E7           E
Uptown got it's hustlers     The bowery got it's bums 
                              E7           E                                    E7                 E
42nd Street got Big Jim Walker     He's a pool-shooting son of a gun 
                A                      
Yeah, he big and dumb as a man can come     But he stronger than a country hoss 
                           B7                             A                            B7                                                   A
And when the bad folks all get together at night     You know they all call big Jim "Boss", just because 
         E7
And they say 


                  A           A7                 E                             A.     A7          E
You don't tug on Superman's cape     You don't spit into the wind 
                   A                                    A7                    B7                    A7                E                      B
You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger     And you don't mess around with Jim 

doo doo da da dee deed da dee dee

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Well outta south Alabama came a country boy.  He say I'm looking for a man named Jim 
I am a pool-shooting boy     My name Willie McCoy But down home they call me Slim    
Yeah I'm looking for the king of 42nd Street He driving a drop top Cadillac    
Last week he took all my money And it may sound funny     But I come to get my money back 
And everybody say Jack don't you know 
 

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Well a hush fell over the pool room     Jimmy come bopping in off the street 
And when the cutting 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,  
now they say 
 

Chorus


E
Yeah, big Jim got his hat , Find out where it's at. 
And it's not hustling people strange to you
Even if you do got a two-piece custom-made pool cue

 
Chorus