Lynyrd Skynyrd - Mississippi Kid lyrics

I've got my pistols in my pockets boys,<br>I'm alabama bound.<br>I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, i'm<br>I'm alabama bound.<br>Well, I'm not looking for no trouble<br>But nobody dogs me 'round.<br><br>Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people<br>Tri-cities here I come.<br>Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people<br>Tri-cities here I come<br>'cause she was raised up on that cornbread<br>And I know she's gonna give me some.<br><br>When the kid hits alabama, people<br>Don't you try and dog him 'round.<br>When the kid hits alabama, people<br>Don't you try and dog him 'round.<br>'cause if you people cause me trouble,<br>Then I've got to put you in the ground.<br><br>Well, I was born in mississippi<br>And I don't take any stuff from you<br>Well, I was born in mississippi<br>And I don't take any stuff from you<br>And if I hit you on your head<br>Boy, it's got to make you black and blue.<br><br>Well, I ride to alabama<br>With my pistols out by my side<br>Well, I ride to alabama<br>With my pistols out by my side<br>'cause down in alabama<br>You can run, but you sure can't hide