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Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam Montgomery Gentry Written By: Ronny Scaife / Don Scaife/ Phil Thomas [Intro] D [Verse 1]
EveryD Friday evening about sundown Ole' Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam ComeG ridin' their mules aAnd leading their hounds Down toD my place They holler D"Hey son" have you got a drank
Gonna make it hard on you if you ain't
I'dG grin and point toA a jug coolin' inD the spring TheyD turn the hounds loose and let'em run
Drink a little whiskey and have a lot of fun
GTalk about the days whAen they were younger tDhan nowadays DTalk about women young and old
It was hard to believe all the stories told
GWonder how they got Ato be as old as Dthey are now [Chorus] WelGl Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam
Fought together in Vietnam
DMean as hell but they say, "Yes mam" to yoAur momma TheyG gambled away all the money they made
Knowing they was never gonna change their ways
DLiving out every singAle day like another waDsn't comin' [Verse 2] DWell Ole' Black Jack Fletcher was an onry man
Mississippi Sam didn't give a damn
GThey'd steal a lady fromA a man while heD was lookin' DWell there ain't no doubt they was both outlaws
Turnin' yellow corn into alcohol
GBut they never hurt Ano one who didn't neDed a hurtin' [Chorus] GBlack Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam
Always getting in and out of a jam
DMakin' up their own law of the land, whileA a runnin' GThey knew life was just a luck of the draw
So they played a game with the local law
DLaughin' and sayin' Aa catchin' comes befoDre a hangin' [Verse 3] DNow I wouldn't take nothin' for those days
Every now and then I visit their graves
GAnd as the moon hangs in tAhe haze N/C D I have a drink to Fletcher and Sam