You Dont Mess Around With Jim Tab

You Don't Mess Around With Jim
Jim Croce
metonymo tab
 
Standard tuning (tuned down half step, instead of E (eadgbe) it is D# (d#g#c#f#a#d#)).
The tab is from the "fretkillr" version (se youtube).
The shuffle rhythm is mostly like that in the last four bars of the intro:
 
  ^     ^  v   ^     ^  v   ^     ^  v   ^  v  ^
  E7/h         E7/c#        E7/d         E7/c#
  :  .  .  .   :  .  .  .   :  .  .  .   :  .  .  .
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h = hammer-on
p = pull off
x = muted (mostly with ring finger)
^ = downstroke
v = upstroke
 
 
Intro
 
 ^                       ^ v ^ v ^ v   ^   v ^   v ^
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-0h2p-h2p-h2p-h2p etc --------------------------------------|
-------------------------0-1-2-0-2-1p0-----2-3/4------------|
---------------------------------------3/4---------3b-b-b---|
 
  v               v               v
--0---------------7b-b-b-----------------|
---0--------------8b-b-b-----------------|
----1-------------7b-b-b-----------------|
-----0-----------------------------------|
------2----------------------------------|
-------0--------------------------9/3p0--|
 
 
  E7/h            E7/c#           E7/d            E7/c#
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
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*-1-------1---1---2-------2---2---4-------4---4---2---0---2---------|
*-0-------0---0---0-------0---0---0-------0---0---0---0---0---------|
--2-------2-------4-------4-------5-------5-------4--/7\--4---------|
--------------------------------------------------------------------|
 
 
 
Verse
  E7/h            E7/c#           E7/d            E7/c#
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
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*-1-------1---1---2-------2---2---4-------4---4---2---0---0---------|
*-0-------0---0---0-------0---0---0-------0---0---0---0---0---------|
--2-------2-------4-------4-------5-------5-------4-----------------|
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  Uptown         got    it's     hustlers
  The bowery     got    it's     bums
  42nd Street    got    Big Jim  Walker                   He's a
 
  E7/h            E7/c#           E7
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
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--1-------1---1---2-------2---2---1--------------------------------|
--0-------0---0---0-------0---0---0--------------------------------|
--2-------2-------4-------4-------2--2----0--0----0--0----0--0-----|
----------------------------------0--0----2--2----3--3----4--4-----|
  pool- shootin' son    of a     gun                       He's
 
  A7/e            A7/f#           A7/g
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
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--2---x---2---2---3-------3---3---5-------5---5---------------0----|
--0---x---0---0---0-------0---0---4-------4---4---------------0----|
--2---x---2---2---4-------4---4---5-------5---5---4/6---------0----|
--------------------------------------------------0----------------|
------------------------------------------------------7\3----------|
  big    and     dumb    as a    man     can     come
 
  A7/e            A7/f#           A7/g
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
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--2---x---2---2---3-------3---3---5-------5---5--------------------|
--0---x---0---0---0-------0---0---4-------4---4-----------0---0----|
--2---x---2-------4-------4-------5-------5---------------0---0----|
--------------------------------------------------4/5--------------|
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stronger than  a  coun - try     hoss                    And when the
 
  H7                              A7
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
----------2---------------------------------------------------0----|
----------0---0---0-------0---0---2-------2--/3--\2-------2---2----|
--2-------2---2---2-------2---2---0-------0-------0-------0---0----|
--1-------1---1---1-------1---1---2-------2--/3--\2-------2---2----|
--2-------2-------2-------2-------0-------0-------0-------0--------|
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 bad     folks   all     get   together  at      night        They
 
  H7             H7/f#            A
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
--2-------2-------2-------2---2------------------------------------|
--0-------0-------0-------0---0---2--------------------------------|
--2-------2-------2-------2---2---2--------------------------------|
--1-------1-------1-------1---1---2--------------------------------|
--2-------2-------x-------x-------0--------------------------------|
------------------2-------2-----------------------9/8-/--3p--------|
  all    call     big    Jim    "Boss",        just  be -   cause
 
  E7/h            E7/c#           E7/d            E7/c#
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
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--1-------1---1---2-------2---2---4-------4---4---2-----------0----|
--0-------0---0---0-------0---0---0-------0---0---0-----------0----|
--2-------2-------4-------4-------5-------5-------4----------------|
--0------------------------------------------------------5/3-------|
                                                         you don't
 
 
 
Refrain
  A                               E7          Em7/d
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
----------------------------------------------7b-------------------|
--2-------2-----------------------0-------x---8b------x------------|
--2-------2-----------------------1-/-----x---7b------x------------|
--2-------2-----------------------0-------x-----------x------------|
--0-------0-----------------------2-/-----x------------------------|
------------------0-------5/3-----0-----------------------8/4------|
 Tug    on       Super - man's   cape,                  you don't
 
  A                               Em7
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
------------------------------------------3---3--------------------|
--2-------2-------2---2---2---------------3---3--------------------|
--2-------2-------2---2---2---------------0---0--------------------|
--2-------2-------2---2---2---------------0------------------------|
--0-------0-------0-------0---------------2------------------------|
----------------------------------0-------------------0---3b-------|
 Spit            into    the     wind,                  you don't
 
  A
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
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----------2---2-----------2---2-----------2---2-----------0---0----|
----------2---2-----------2---2-----------2---2-----------0---0----|
-(2)------2---2-----------2---2-----------2---2-----------0---0----|
--0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0------------------------|
--------------------------------------------------3/5\3------------|
 Pull         the mask  off that old    Lone    Ranger,  and you
 
  H7                              E7
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
--2-x-----------------------------------------------------0-x------|
--0-x-----------------------------0-x---------------------0-x------|
--2-x-----------------------------1-x---------------------0-x------|
--1-x-----------------------------0-x---------------------0-x------|
--2-x-----------------------------2-x------------------------------|
----------------------------------0-x------------------------------|
  Don't   mess   around   with   Jim      dikke - do - da
 
  E7              Em/c#           H7
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
------------------------------------------2---x---2---x---2---x----|
------------------0-----------------------0-------0-------0--------|
--1-------1---1---2---0-----------2-------2---x---2---x---2---x----|
--0-------0---0---0---0-----------1-------1---x---1---x---1---x----|
--2-------2-------4---0-----------2-------2---x---2---x---2---x----|
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 dikk    dike    di   da         yeah
 
  :   .   .   .   :   .   .   .
--2---x---2---x---2---x---2---x-------|
--0-------0-------0-------0---x-------|
--2---x---2---x---2---x---2---x-------|   back to verse
--1---x---1---x---1---x---1---x-------|
--2---x---2---x---2---x---2---x-------|
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                             Well outta south...
 
The rest of the verses is played in the same manner, with some variations.
 
 
 
Chords
 
E7/h    x2010x
E7/c#   x4020x
E7/d    x5040x
E7      02010x
A7/e    xx202x (A7/Em6)
A7/f#   xx403x (A6/Em9)
A7/g    xx545x (A7sus2/Em)
A       x0222x
H7      x21202
H7/f#   2x1202
Em7/d   xxx787
Em7     020033
 
 
E7/h   E7/c#    E7/d    E7/c#
Uptown got it's hustlers
The bowery got it's bums
42nd Street got Big Jim Walker
       E7/h          E7/c#    E7  (f#-g-g#)
He's a pool-shooting son of a gun
 
      A7/e    A7/f#     A7/g
He is big and dumb as a man can come
       A7/e            A7/f#   A7/g
But he stronger than a country hoss
             H7                  A7
And when the bad folks all get together at night
     H7       H7/f#   A
They all call big Jim "Boss", just because
 
E7/h  E7/c#  E7/d  E7/c#
...   ...    ...   ...    you don't
 
     A                 E7   Em7/d
     Tug on Superman's cape,  you don't
     A             Em7
     Spit into the wind, you don't
     A
     Pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger, and you
     H7                     E7
     Don't mess around with Jim,  dike-do-da
     E7/h      E7/c#  H7
     dikk-dike-di-da  yeah
 
Well outta south Alabama came a country boy
He say I'm looking for a man named Jim
I am a pool-shooting boy
My name Willie McCoy
But down home they call me Slim
Yeah I'm looking for the king of 42nd Street
 
He driving a drop top Cadillac
Last week he took all my money, and it may sound funny
But I come to get my money back
And everybody say, hey Jack, you don't
 
     Ref.
 
Well a hush fell over the pool room
Jimmy come bopping in off the street
And when the cutting were done
The only part that wasn't bloody
Was the soles of the big man's feet
Yeah he were cut in bout a hundred places
 
And he were shot in a couple more
And you better believe
They sung a different kind of story
When big Jim hit the floor, now they say
 
     You don't tug on Superman's cape
     You don't spit into the wind
     You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger
     And you don't mess around with Slim
 
Yeah, big Jim got his hat
He found 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
 
     Ref.
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