| Song | Mississippi Kid - 2003 - Live At Amsouth Amphitheatre, TN |
| Artist | Lynyrd Skynyrd |
| Album | Lyve |
| 作词 : Burns, Kooper, VanZant | |
| I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, | |
| I'm Alabama bound. | |
| I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, I'm | |
| I'm Alabama bound. | |
| Well, I'm not looking for no trouble | |
| But nobody dogs me 'round. | |
| Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people | |
| Tri-cities here I come. | |
| Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people | |
| Tri-cities here I come | |
| 'Cause she was raised up on that cornbread | |
| And I know she's gonna give me some. | |
| When the kid hits Alabama, people | |
| Don't you try and dog him 'round. | |
| When the kid hits Alabama, people | |
| Don't you try and dog him 'round. | |
| 'Cause if you people cause me trouble, | |
| Then I've got to put you in the ground. | |
| Well, I was born in Mississippi | |
| And I don't take any stuff from you | |
| Well, I was born in Mississippi | |
| And I don't take any stuff from you | |
| And if I hit you on your head | |
| Boy, its got to make you black and blue. | |
| Well, I ride to Alabama | |
| With my pistols out by my side | |
| Well, I ride to Alabama | |
| With my pistols out by my side | |
| 'Cause down in Alabama | |
| You can run, but you sure can't hide |
| zuò cí : Burns, Kooper, VanZant | |
| I' ve got my pistols in my pockets boys, | |
| I' m Alabama bound. | |
| I' ve got my pistols in my pockets boys, I' m | |
| I' m Alabama bound. | |
| Well, I' m not looking for no trouble | |
| But nobody dogs me ' round. | |
| Well, I' m going to fetch my woman, people | |
| Tricities here I come. | |
| Well, I' m going to fetch my woman, people | |
| Tricities here I come | |
| ' Cause she was raised up on that cornbread | |
| And I know she' s gonna give me some. | |
| When the kid hits Alabama, people | |
| Don' t you try and dog him ' round. | |
| When the kid hits Alabama, people | |
| Don' t you try and dog him ' round. | |
| ' Cause if you people cause me trouble, | |
| Then I' ve got to put you in the ground. | |
| Well, I was born in Mississippi | |
| And I don' t take any stuff from you | |
| Well, I was born in Mississippi | |
| And I don' t take any stuff from you | |
| And if I hit you on your head | |
| Boy, its got to make you black and blue. | |
| Well, I ride to Alabama | |
| With my pistols out by my side | |
| Well, I ride to Alabama | |
| With my pistols out by my side | |
| ' Cause down in Alabama | |
| You can run, but you sure can' t hide |