Well good morning sir, my name is Sheriff Brown
I come from Alabama and I'm passing through town
I'm on the trail of a man that calls himself Mississippi Jack
And I have reason to believe
He's been planning to rob your bank

Well he's a tall outlaw, 'bout as big as me
He's real good looking and he's fancy free
But don't let it fool ya, he's a highly educated man
They say you've got a safe that is impossible to crack
I hate to break to ya, but you don't know Jack

He's a criminal genius, a son of a gun
Perfectly adapted to life on the run
I found his horse tied right outback
And if that don't scare ya, then you then don't know Jack

Well he must be nearby so there's no time to waste
Hurry up man take me back to safe
Just act normal, 'cause I'm gonna hide inside
No matter how he gets in he'll be in for a big surprise

I'll look the other way while you open the door
Trust me sir, this has worked before
Now that that's done, there's just one detail left
Why don't you get down on the floor?
Put your hands behind your back
Guess what, yeah I'm Mississippi Jack
I'm a criminal genius, a son of a gun
And I wouldn't move a muscle, if I were you son
'Cause I'd hate to have to hurt ya, and that's a fact
But I'm taking your money, 'cause you don't know Jack
Well it's been fun, but I don't think I'll be back
I'm heading out west where they don't know Jack