Jim Croce<\/p>\n
[Verse]\r\nE<\/span>\r\nUptown got its hustlers\r\n \r\n\r\nThe bowery got its bums\r\n \r\n42nd Street got Big Jim Walker\r\n \r\nHe's a pool-shootin' son of a gun\r\n A<\/span>\r\nYeah, he big and dumb as a man can come\r\n E<\/span>\r\nBut he stronger than a country hoss\r\n B<\/span>\r\nAnd when the bad folks all get together at night\r\n A<\/span> E<\/span>\r\nYou know they all call big Jim \"Boss\", just because\r\n \r\nAnd they say\r\n \r\n \r\n{ CHORUS }\r\n A<\/span> E<\/span>\r\nYou don't tug on Superman's cape\r\n\r\n A<\/span> E<\/span>\r\nYou don't spit into the wind\r\n A<\/span>\r\nYou don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger\r\n B<\/span> E<\/span>\r\nAnd you don't mess around with Jim\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse]\r\n E<\/span>\r\nWell outta south Alabama came a country boy\r\n \r\nHe say I'm lookin' for a man named Jim\r\n \r\nI am a pool-shootin' boy\r\n \r\nMy name Willie McCoy\r\n \r\nBut down home they call me Slim\r\n A<\/span>\r\nYeah I'm lookin' for the king of 42nd Street\r\n E\r\nHe drivin' a drop top Cadillac\r\n B\r\nAfter he took all my money\r\n \r\nAnd it may sound funny\r\n A E\r\nBut I came to get my money back\r\n \r\nAnd everybody say Jack don't you know\r\n \r\n \r\n{ CHORUS }\r\n A E\r\nAnd you don't tug on Superman's cape\r\n A E\r\nYou don't spit into the wind\r\n A\r\nYou don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger\r\n B E\r\nAnd you don't mess around with Jim\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse]\r\n E\r\nWell a hush fell over the pool room\r\n \r\nJimmy come boppin' in off the street\r\n \r\nAnd when the cuttin' were done\r\n \r\nThe only part that wasn't bloody\r\n E\r\nWas the soles of the big man's feet\r\n A\r\nYeah he were cut in in bout a hundred places\r\n E\r\nAnd he were shot in a couple more\r\n B\r\nAnd you better believe\r\n \r\nThey sung a different kind of story\r\n A E\r\nWhen big Jim hit the floor now they say\r\n \r\n \r\n{ CHORUS }\r\n A E\r\nYou don't tug on Superman's cape\r\n A E\r\nYou don't spit into the wind\r\n A\r\nYou don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger\r\n B E\r\nAnd you don't mess around with Slim\r\n \r\n \r\n[Interlude]\r\n E\r\n(Spoken) Yeah, big Jim got his hat\r\n \r\nFind out where it's at\r\n \r\nAnd it's not hustlin' people strange to you\r\n \r\nEven if you do got a two-piece custom-made pool cue\r\n \r\n \r\n{ CHORUS }\r\n A E\r\nYeah you don't tug on Superman's cape\r\n A E\r\nYou don't spit into the wind\r\n A\r\nYou don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger\r\n B E\r\nAnd you don't mess around with Slim\r\nX<\/div><\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Jim Croce [Verse] E Uptown got its hustlers The bowery got its bums 42nd Street got Big Jim Walker He’s a pool-shootin’ son of a gun A Yeah, he big and dumb as a man can come E But he stronger than a country hoss B And when the bad …