| Golden pocket watch, satin suit, he’s a looker
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| Roll a seven dice, speakeasies, and some hookers
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| He’s every man’s fear and every woman’s desire
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| Look Jacky in the eyes and set your soul on fire
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| In the back alley streets it’s the King Pin’s Town
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| Coppers turn them heads and let his deals go down
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| Hush hush tweety bird don’t make a peep
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| 'Cause Jacky and his gang just walked out in the street
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| Barefoot overall jeans on the river
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| Oak paddle boat black man make deliver
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| Ole Leroy knows every cat’s name
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| He’s the hardest swamp shaker to ever play the game
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| In the shrimp boat creeks where the crew kept stock
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| Leroy packed the dope and rowed it out the docks
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| Hush hush tweety bird don’t make a peep
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| 'Cause Ole Leroy just paddled in the creek
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| You can run the game and you can run the town
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| But when your time runs out
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| God’s gonna cut you down
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| Jacky heard the word that supply was low and a Gullah shrimp fisher was holdin'
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| up a load
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| Jacky threw a grin, grabbed a gal, and made a toast
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| Said, «Let's go rob a country hick’s ole riverboat»
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| So Jacky and his gang hopped quick and ditched the city
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| To go find Leroy in the Carolina Pretty
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| Tommy gun cocked bourbon rocks lookin' clean
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| Just a robbery ride down South 17
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| You can run the game and you can run the town
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| But when your time runs out
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| God’s gonna cut you down
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| Ole Leroy was on the coastal waterway
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| Pullin' up to a regular to lighten his day
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| Gave the goodies and made the money exchange
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| When Jacky pulled up in a Rolls with his gang
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| Boom boom bang, boom boom bang
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| And when the gun shots stopped and the smoke all cleared
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| No Leroy in sight and all Jacky could hear was
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| Jacky ran the game and Jacky ran the town
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| But Jacky’s time ran out
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| When ole Leroy cut him down |