Rise And Fall Of Jimmy Stokes

Jimmy Stokes came from Alabam'
 With just the shirt on his back
 But with a big determination
 To make it big and never come back
 He said goodbye to his girl Sue
 And left the farm to see what he could do
 Came east to the big, hard city
 Saw the sights, Lord have pity
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 Every move he made seemed to be right
 Made some good friends, he became tight
 Always played it cool, he was never a bore
 Kept his eyes open always knowin' the score
 He waited for his break and took his prize
 And as you would assume, he was on the rise
 And with a little help from his friends
 Jimmy became a business head
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 Now Jimmy Stokes, he was selling cokes
 And all the pretty ladies in town
 He ran his business and was discreet
 Paid every cop on his beat
 He rides a big, custom-tone, purple Cadillac
 With his name written on the back
 If you can't get it and you don't know
 All you have to do is ask Jimmy Stokes
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 Pretty soon, power went to his head
 He started to treat his friends bad
 One night while a big bash at his pad
 A knock on the door, the F.B.I. said
 "Come on Jimmy let's go back to Alabama
 With a ball and chain, doin' time in the hole
 Tou are on the chain gang
 Come on, Jimmy"