Written By: Ronny Scaife / Don Scaife/ Phil Thomas Intro: D Verse 1: D Every Friday evening about sundown Ole' Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam G A Come ridin' their mules and leading their hounds D Down to my place D They holler "Hey son" have you got a drank Gonna make it hard on you if you ain't G A D I'd grin and point to a jug coolin' in the spring D They turn the hounds loose and let'em run Drink a little whiskey and have a lot of fun G A D Talk about the days when they were younger than nowadays D Talk about women young and old It was hard to believe all the stories told G A D Wonder how they got to be as old as they are now Chorus: G Well Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam Fought together in Vietnam D A Mean as hell but they say, "Yes mam" to your momma G They gambled away all the money they made Knowing they was never gonna change their ways D A D Living out every single day like another wasn't comin' Verse 2: D Well Ole' Black Jack Fletcher was an onry man Mississippi Sam didn't give a damn G A D They'd steal a lady from a man while he was lookin' D Well there ain't no doubt they was both outlaws Turnin' yellow corn into alcohol G A D But they never hurt no one who didn't need a hurtin' Chorus: G Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam Always getting in and out of a jam D A Makin' up their own law of the land, while a runnin' G They knew life was just a luck of the draw So they played a game with the local law D A D Laughin' and sayin' a catchin' comes before a hangin' Verse 3: D Now I wouldn't take nothin' for those days Every now and then I visit their graves G A And as the moon hangs in the haze N/C D I have a drink to Fletcher and Sam