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Video Karaoke Liedje You Don't Mess Around with Jim - Jim Croce

Deze opname is een cover van You Don't Mess Around with Jim beroemd gemaakt door Jim Croce

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

Over

Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Tempo: variabel (rond 165 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: E

Tijdsduur: 03:02 - Preview aan: 02:20

Release datum: 1972
Genres: Folk, Rock, Engels
Originele schrijver: Jim Croce

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics You Don't Mess Around with Jim

Uptown got its hustlers the bowery's got its bums
Forty second Street's got
Big Jim Walker
He's a pool shootin' son of a gun
Yeah he's big and dumb as a man can come
But he's 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 you don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask of that old Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Jim
Bah dooh dooh dooh deeh dah deeh deeh deeh deeh deeh deeh
Well out of South Alabama come a country boy
He said I'm lookin' for a man named Jim
I am a pool shootin' boy my name is Willie McCoy
But back home they call me Slim
He said I'm lookin' for the king of forty second Street he's drivin' a drop top Cadillac
And last week he took all my money and it may sound funny
But I come to get my money back
And everybody say Jack ooh don't you know that you don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind you don't pull the mask of the old Lone Ranger and you don't mess around with Jim
Bah dooh dooh dooh deeh dah deeh deeh deeh deeh deeh
Well a hush fell over the pool room when Jimmy come boppin' in 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, whoo
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 uh uh uh
You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask of the old Lone Ranger and you don't mess around with Slim mmh mmh mmh mmh mmh
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 ah ah
Yeah you don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask of the old Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Slim
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