Lynyrd Skynyrd - Mississippi Kid [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
I've got my pistols in my pockets boys
I'm Alabama bound
I've got my pistols in my pockets boys
I'm Alabama bound
Well, I'm not looking for no trouble
But nobody dogs me around
Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people. Tri-cities here I come [x2]
Because she was raised up on that cornbread
And I know that woman's gonna give me some, give me some baby
When the kid hits Alabama, people
Don't you try and dog him around
When the kid hits Alabama, people
Don't you try and dog him around
Because if you people cause me trouble, lord
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
Because down in Alabama
You can run, but you sure can't hide