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Duration: 2:59 (Stavro Arrgolus) 
Release Date: 1972  (Tim P. Ryan) 
Lyrics By: Jim Croce (Tim P. Ryan) 
Music By: Jim Croce (Tim P. Ryan) 
Produced By: Terry Cashman & Tommy West (Tim P. Ryan) 
Released By: ABC 11328 (45) (Tim P. Ryan) 
Published By: Croce Publishing/EMI April Music (Stavro Arrgolus) 
Licensing: ASCAP  #550069433 
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Facts:
  • #8 Pop hit (Tim P. Ryan)
  • Recorded at The Hit Factory in New York City on October 11, 1971 (Tim P. Ryan)
  • This was the first major chart success for Jim Croce in the early Summer of 1972. (Tim P. Ryan)
  • Song Lyrics:
    ARTIST: Jim Croce
    TITLE: You Don't Mess Around With Jim
    Lyrics and Chords


    Uptown got its hustlers
    Bowery got its bums
    And 42nd street got big Jim Walker
    He's a pool shootin' son of a gun
    Ya, he's big and dumb as a man can come
    But stronger than a country hoss
    And when the bad folks all get together at night
    You know they all call big Jim boss, just because, and they say

    / G7 - / / / / C7 - / / D7 C7 / D7 C7 GC G /

    {Refrain}
    You don't tug on Superman's cape
    You don't spit into the wind
    You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
    And you don't mess around with Jim, da do da do...

    / C7 G / C7 G7 / C7 - / D7 GC G7C D7 - /

    Well out of south Alabama come a country boy
    He said, "I'm looking for a man named Jim
    I am a pool shootin' boy, my name is Willie McCoy
    But down home they call me Slim
    And I'm looking for the king of 42nd street
    He's driving a drop top Cadillac
    Last week he took all my money, and it may sound funny
    But I've come to get my money back," and everybody said, Jack, don't you know

    {Refrain}

    Well a hush fell over the pool room
    When Jim he come boppin' off the street
    And when the cuttin' was done
    The only part that wasn't bloody was the soles of the big man's feet
    And he was cut in 'bout a hundred places
    And he was shot in a couple more
    And you better believe they sung a different kind of story
    When big Jim hit the floor

    {As refrain}
    You don't tug on Superman's cape
    You don't spit into the wind
    You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
    And you don't mess around with Slim, da, do, da, do...
    {Repeat}

    {Spoken}
    Yeah, big Jim got his hat
    Find out where it's at
    And not hustling people strange to you
    Even if you do got a two piece custom made pool cue
    (Tim P. Ryan)
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