Written By: Ronny Scaife / Don Scaife/ Phil Thomas
Intro: D
Verse 1:
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Every Friday evening about sundown
Ole' Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam
G A
Come ridin' their mules and leading their hounds
D
Down to my place
D
They holler "Hey son" have you got a drank
Gonna make it hard on you if you ain't
G A D
I'd grin and point to a jug coolin' in the spring
D
They turn the hounds loose and let'em run
Drink a little whiskey and have a lot of fun
G A D
Talk about the days when they were younger than nowadays
D
Talk about women young and old
It was hard to believe all the stories told
G A D
Wonder how they got to be as old as they are now
Chorus:
G
Well Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam
Fought together in Vietnam
D A
Mean as hell but they say, "Yes mam" to your momma
G
They gambled away all the money they made
Knowing they was never gonna change their ways
D A D
Living out every single day like another wasn't comin'
Verse 2:
D
Well Ole' Black Jack Fletcher was an onry man
Mississippi Sam didn't give a damn
G A D
They'd steal a lady from a man while he was lookin'
D
Well there ain't no doubt they was both outlaws
Turnin' yellow corn into alcohol
G A D
But they never hurt no one who didn't need a hurtin'
Chorus:
G
Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam
Always getting in and out of a jam
D A
Makin' up their own law of the land, while a runnin'
G
They knew life was just a luck of the draw
So they played a game with the local law
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Laughin' and sayin' a catchin' comes before a hangin'
Verse 3:
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Now I wouldn't take nothin' for those days
Every now and then I visit their graves
G A
And as the moon hangs in the haze
N/C D
I have a drink to Fletcher and Sam