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Mississippi Kid by Lynyrd Skynyrd
Mississippi Kid
Intro
[section 1]
E E E
E
e-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-2-0-------------0-------------0-------3-2-0----------------0---------------0--|
b----------------------3-2-0----------2----1------2-------------3-2-0-------------2------1-----2--|
g---------------------------2-0-------2----1------2---------------------2-0-------2------1-----2--|
d-------------------------------------1-----------1-------------------------------1------------1--|
a-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A A repeat sect 1 then B7 A7
e------------------------------------------------------------0--|
b--0---------------------0-----------------------------------2--|
g------2---------1-------2-----------------------------------1--|
d------2---------1-------2-----------------------------------2--|
a------2---------1-------2-----------------------------------0--|
e------------------------------------------------------------2--|
I got my pistols in my pocket boys I'm
I'm Alabama bound
I got my pistols in my pocket 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
Oh 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 that woman'll give me some
Give me some baby
Oh when this kid hits Alabama, people
People, don't you try and dog him 'round
Now when this 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, it's got to make you black and blue
Well I ride to Alabama
With my pistols out about my side
Well I ride to Alabama
With my pistols out about my side
'Cause down in Alabama
You can run, but you sure can't hide.
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version 2
(Verse 1)
E
I’ve got my pistols in my pockets boys,
I’m Alabama bound.
A
I’ve got my pistols in my pockets boys, I’m
E
I’m Alabama bound.
B7
Well, I’m not looking for no trouble
E
But nobody dogs me ‘round.
(Verse 2)
E
Well, I’m going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come.
A
Well, I’m going to fetch my woman, people
E
Tri-cities here I come
B7
‘Cause she was raised up on that cornbread
E
And I know that woman’ll gonna give me some.
(Verse 3)
E
When the kid hits Alabama, people
Don’t you try and dog him ‘round.
A
Now when the kid hits Alabama, people
E
Don’t you try and dog him ‘round.
B7
‘Cause if you people cause me trouble,
E
Then I’ve got to put you in the ground.
(Verse 4)
E
Well, I was born in Mississippi
And I don’t take any stuff from you
A
Well, I was born in Mississippi
E
And I don’t take any stuff from you
B7
And if I hit you on your head
E
Boy, it’s got to make you black and blue.
(Verse 5)
E
Well, I’m going to Alabama
Got my pistols out by my side
A
Well, I ride to Alabama
E
With my pistols out by my side
B7
‘Cause down in Alabama
E
You can run, but you sure can’t hide
(Outro chord)
E7
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version 3
Intro
E||--12-12-12-12-12-12-12-12-12-12-----------------|
B||--------------------------------15-12-----------|
G||--------------------------------------15-12-12--|
D||------------------------------------------------|
A||------------------------------------------------|
E||------------------------------------------------|
--12--10--12---15-12--------------------|
--12--10--12---------15-12--------------|
---------------------------15-14-12-12--|
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The rest of the song is just 12 bar blues in whatever key. Assuming it's in the key of
except you play the B for two bars and don't play the A at the 10th bar. I play the
like this:
E A B
--12---------------------||
--12----14--16-----------||
--13----14--16-----------||
--------14--16-----------||
-------------------------||
-------------------------||
Just in case you want to play it on the banjo:
D||--14-14-14-14-14-14-14-14-14-14-----------------|
B||--------------------------------15--------------|
G||-----------------------------------16-15--------|
D||-----------------------------------------17-17--|
G||------------------------------------------------|
--14--12--14---17-14-12-----------------|
--14--12--14------------14-13-----------|
------------------------------14-12-12--|
----------------------------------------|
----------------------------------------|
E A B
|-14--14-16||
|-12--14-16||
|-13--14-16||
|----------||
|----------||
I got my pistols in my pocket boys I'm
I'm Alabama bound
I got my pistols in my pocket 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
Oh 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 that woman'll give me some
Give me some baby
Oh when this kid hits Alabama, people
People, don't you try and dog him 'round
Now when this 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, it's got to make you black and blue
Well I ride to Alabama
With my pistols out about my side
Well I ride to Alabama
With my pistols out about my side
'Cause down in Alabama
You can run, but you sure can't hide.
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version 4
Tuning: E A D G B E
[The first slide part.Repeated multiple times.]
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------7\5------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------7\5--5/10------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-----------5/10------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
The second and short lick.
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|----4--4--4--4--4\2--0-----------------------------------------------------|
D|------------------------2/3------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
[Slide solo]
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------9--9--9--9--------------------------------------------------|
G|------9--9--9--------------9--9--------------16------16------16------------|
D|-----------------------------------------/16-----16------16----------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------/15---|
B|------------------------------------------------17-----17----17----17------------|
G|--------16\13-----------16----16----16-----/17-----17-----17----17----17---------|
D|---16---16\13-------/16----16----16----------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------19\18-----18\16-----16----16---16--------------17-----17-----------------------------------------|
G|--19---------18--------16----16---16---------16/17------17-----17\15------15/17---------16-------------|
D|-----------------------------------------/16--------------------------15-------------16----------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|--------------15--15--15------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-16/18---/13--------------15\13--------------12--12--12--12-------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------13--13/15-----------------------16\14---14/12------------------|
D|--------------------------------------------------------------------------------14/15-----------|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|----------------------12---------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------12--12\10-------------------------------------------------------|
G|---10/12-------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
I got my pistols in my pocket boys I'm
I'm Alabama bound
I got my pistols in my pocket 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
Oh 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 that woman'll give me some
Give me some baby
Oh when this kid hits Alabama, people
People, don't you try and dog him 'round
Now when this 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, it's got to make you black and blue
Well I ride to Alabama
With my pistols out about my side
Well I ride to Alabama
With my pistols out about my side
'Cause down in Alabama
You can run, but you sure can't hide.
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