| A | D7 | |
| Police walked in | for Jimmy Jazz |
| F#m | D | |
| I said, he ain't here, but | he sure went past |
| A | E | A | D | A | E | |
| Oh, you're looking for | Jimmy Jazz |
| Satta massagana for Jimmy Dread |
| Cut off his ears and chop off his head |
| Police came looking for Jimmy Jazz, Jazz, Jazz, Jazz |
| So if you're gonna take a message 'cross this town |
| Maybe put it down somewhere over the other side |
| See it gets to Jimmy Jazz |
| The police came in they said, Now where's Jimmy Jazz |
| I said, he was here, but he said he went out |
| Police there looking for Jimmy Jazz, jazz, jazz, jazz, yeah |
| Satta massagana for Jimmy Dread |
| Cut off his ears and they'll chop off his head |
| Oh you're looking for Jimmy Jazz, Jazz, Jazz, Jazz |
| What a relief! |
| I feel like a soldier |
| Look like a thief |
| Police they come a lookin for Jimmy Jazz |
| He came here but |
| Don't you bother me, not anymore |
| I can't take this tale, oh, no more |
| It's all around, Jimmy Jazz |
| J-a-zee zee J-a-zed zed |
| J-a-zed zed Jimmy Jazz |
| And then it sucks, he said, suck that! |
| So go look all around, you can try your luck, brother |
| And see what you found |
| But I guarantee that it ain't your day |
| Chop! Chop! |