Jimmy Gillum

I was raised up on the west side of town

That's where I met Jimmy Gillum

Baddest man around

He'd rather fight than eat

Mister That's no lie

If you cross him up smile and wave goodbye

Bad bad Jimmy baddest man alive

He was dynamite in a small pack

His fuse was short

He didn't cut no slack

Oh that Jimmy Gillum was a bad cat

Talk about trouble

You talk about mean

Jimmy was the baddest cat I've ever seen

You talk about trouble

Should've been his name

Jimmy never pulled a punch

He was a fightin' machine

Yeah he was he was a fightin' machine

Now I recall one night at the Sugar Bowl

That's a honky tonk where Jimmy goes

Yeah the One Percent were burnin' up the stage

In walk Jimmy in a drunken daze

Ready to fight son in the worst way

So I ran for cover behind the stage

Bottles started flyin' I began to pray

Please oh Lord don't let him look my way

It's been years since I saw Jimmy last

When I pulled into a jiffy the other day

Just to get some gas

I heard this guy screamin' next to me

Turn on this pump you dirty s.o.b.

To my surprise it was Jimmy alive and well

Jumped in my car and took off fast

Knew in a minute he'd be kickin' ass

Oh that Jimmy Gillum was a bad cat

Yea he was talk about trouble, talk about trouble

Yeaaaaoooowwww talk about trouble

Yea that boy was bad to the bone talk about trouble

Play it boys sound good

Us Gillums never die we just fade away

Ummmmm trouble boy