E5 E5

E5      E5       E5
Uptown got it's hustlers 
           E5       E5
The bowery got it's bums 
                E5      E5
42nd Street got Big Jim Walker 
                     E5       E5
He's a pool-shooting son of a gun 
         A5
Yeah, he big and dumb as a man can come 
       E5               E5      E5
But he stronger than a country hoss 
             B5                   A5
And when the bad folks all get together at night 
              A5                E5
You know they all call big Jim "Boss", just because 
         E5
And they say 

          A5      A5         E5
You don't tug on Superman's cape 
          A5    A5       E5
You don't spit into the wind 
          A5                      A5
You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger 
        B5          A5         E5
And you don't mess around with Jim 

           E5        E5          E5
Well outta south Alabama came a country boy 
                         E5        E5
He say I'm looking for a man named Jim 
       E5            E5
I am a pool-shooting boy 
        E5       E5
My name Willie McCoy 
                   E5      E5
But down home they call me Slim 
         A5
Yeah I'm looking for the king of 42nd Street 
             E5            E5
He driving a drop top Cadillac 
             B5
Last week he took all my money 
       A5
And it may sound funny 
      A5             A5     E5
But I come to get my money back 
              E5
And everybody say Jack don't you know 

          A5      A5         E5
You don't tug on Superman's cape 
          A5    A5       E5
You don't spit into the wind 
          A5                      A5
You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger 
        B5          A5         E5
And you don't mess around with Jim 

       E5         E5       E5
Well a hush fell over the pool room 
                      E5      E5
Jimmy come bopping in off the street 
             E5           E5
And when the cutting were done 
         E5               E5
The only part that wasn't bloody 
        E5                     E5
Was the soles of the big man's feet 
             A5
Yeah he were cut in bout a hundred places 
            E5                E5
And he were shot in a couple more 
        B5
And you better believe 
            A5                 A5
They sung a different kind of story
         A5           E5                E5
When big Jim hit the floor,  now they say 

          A5      A5         E5
You don't tug on Superman's cape 
          A5    A5       E5
You don't spit into the wind 
          A5                      A5
You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger 
        B5          A5         E5
And you don't mess around with Slim
 

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 

          A5      A5         E5
You don't tug on Superman's cape 
          A5    A5       E5
You don't spit into the wind 
          A5                      A5
You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger 
        B5          A5         E5     E5 B5 E5
And you don't mess around with Slim 


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