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Heard me a story about this brother |
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Heard he was more than a hundred years old |
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Beat up and robbed by friends of his, or so he thought |
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Which proves this world can still be cold |
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But even old, bent Florida sunshine trees |
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Stand a little bit taller today |
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And you can hear the whisper from the seaside breeze |
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This is what they say |
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Possum Slim |
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Don't you mess with him. |
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Yeah the brother took all he could |
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This story don't prove that he ain't no good |
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Possum Slim (my man) |
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Don't you mess with him |
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Brother said he been robbed so many times |
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I reckon he just couldn't take it no more |
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Took a five dollar bill downtown |
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With a bottle of gin |
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Birthday party for a woman he knows |
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(Knows her well) |
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But now they got Slim in a Florida jail |
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Just waitin to go on trial |
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Sun known Slim for a hundred years |
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The sun can't help but smile |
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Possum Slim is alright with me |
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Don't you mess with him |
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(Got to understand) |
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The brother took all he could |
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This story don't prove that he ain't no good |
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Possum Slim (my man) |
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And I don't want you to mess with him |
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(Feel the spirit moving) |
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Yeah the brother took all he could |
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This story don't prove that he ain't no good |
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Possum Slim (Oh the people power) |
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Don't you mess with him |
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I heard me a story about this brother |
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(At the time) one hundred and five years old (Done time) |
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Beat up and robbed by friends of his |
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Which proves this world can still be cold |
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Yeah but now they got Slim in a Florida jail |
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Waitin to go on trial |
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The sun known Slim for a hundred years |
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The sun can't help but smile |
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Possum Slim is alright with me |
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So don't you mess with him |
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My man, my man, my man |
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Don't you mess with my man |
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My man, my man, my man, my man |
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Don't you mess with my man |
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Oh people power, people power |
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Is the thing for the day |
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Oh people power, people power |
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Possum Slim is leadin the way |
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Possum Slim |
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Don't you mess with him |
