Jim Croce's original recording of "You Don't Mess Around With Jim" is a classic example of early 1970s folk-rock, featuring a laid-back groove and storytelling lyrics. The guitar parts are straightforward, making it accessible for beginners while still capturing that signature Croce rhythm.
Chord Shapes and Progression
This song uses mostly open chords: D, Dm, G, and A. Practice switching smoothly between D and Dm, as this is a unique movement in the verses and intro. The chorus alternates between D and G, with a quick move to A.
Tip: For D to Dm, keep your index finger on the second fret of the G string and pivot your other fingers to form each shape. This helps with speed and accuracy.
Strumming Pattern
Aim for a relaxed, folk-style strumming pattern throughout: try Down–Down–Up–Up–Down–Up. Listen to the recording to get the swing feel – there's a slight bounce that accents the second and fourth beats.
During the intro and between verses, strum each chord once or twice, letting them ring to match the recording's rhythm.
General Techniques
Practice slowly, especially the D to Dm transition. In the chorus, emphasize the chord changes to match the lyrical punchlines. If you're new to barre or minor chords, focus on getting a clear sound from Dm before speeding up.
Keep your strumming hand moving, even if you miss a chord – the groove is more important than perfection!
IntroD D D D Dm D D D D Dm
Verse 1D UptownDm got it's husD tlers. The BoweryDm got it'sD bums
Forty-secondDm street gotD Big JimDm Walker he aD pool-shootin'Dm son of aD gun
Yeah heG big and dumb as a man can come, but he stronger than a country hoss
And when theA bad folks all get toG gether at night you know theyA all call Big Jim "G Boss," just beD cause
ChorusAnd they say you don'tG tug on Superman'sD cape. You don'tG spit into theD wind
You don'tG pull, the mask off that old Lone Ranger and youA don't mess around withD Jim
Verse 2Well outtaD south AlaDm bama come aD country boy, he said I'm lookin' for aDm man namedD Jim
I am a pool shootin'Dm boy my name aD Willie McCoy but down home theyDm call meD Slim
Yeah I'mG lookin' for the king of 42nd street he drivin' a drop-top Cadillac
Last week heA took all my money and itG may sound funny but IA come to get my moneyG back
And everybodyD say "Jack, don't you know:
ChorusYou don'tG tug on Superman'sD cape. You don'tG spit into theD wind
You don'tG pull, the mask off that old Lone Ranger and youA don't mess around withD Jim"
Verse 3Well aD hush fellDm over theD pool room Jimmy come boppin' inDm off theD street
And when the cuttin' wereDm done the onlyD part that wasn'tDm bloody was theD soles of theDm big man'sD feet
Yeah he wereG cut in about a hundred places, and he were shot in a couple more
And youA better believe they sung aG different kind of story whenA Big Jim hit theG floor oh ohD oh
Outro ChorusNow they say you don'tG tug on Superman'sD cape. You don'tG spit into theD wind
You don'tG pull, the mask off that old Lone Ranger and youA don't mess around withD Slim
Yeah you don'tG tug on Superman'sD cape. You don'tG spit into theD wind
You don'tG pull, the mask off that old Lone Ranger and youA don't mess around withD Slim