This is a very simple song, most beginners should be able to play this no problem. E Uptown got it's hustlers The bowery got it's 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 folks all get together at night A E You know they all call big Jim "Boss", just because And they say A E You don't tug on Superman's cape A E You don't spit into the wind A You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger B E And you don't mess around with Jim E Well outta south Alabama came a country boy He say I'm lookin' for a man named Jim I am a pool-shootin' boy My name Willie McCoy But down home they call me Slim A Yeah I'm lookin' for the king of 42nd Street E He drivin' a drop top Cadillac B After he took all my money And it may sound funny A E But I came to get my money back And everybody say Jack don't you know A E And you don't tug on Superman's cape A E You don't spit into the wind A You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger B E And you don't mess around with Jim E Well a hush fell over the pool room Jimmy come boppin' in off the street And when the cuttin' were done The only part that wasn't bloody E Was the soles of the big man's feet A Yeah he were cut in in bout a hundred places E And he were shot in a couple more B And you better believe They sung a different kind of story A E When big Jim hit the floor now they say A E You don't tug on Superman's cape A E You don't spit into the wind A You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger B E And you don't mess around with Slim E (Spoken) Yeah, big Jim got his hat Find out where it's at And it's not hustlin' people strange to you Even if you do got a two-piece custom-made pool cue A E Yeah you don't tug on Superman's cape A E You don't spit into the wind A You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger B E And you don't mess around with Slim