Big Boy Pete

The Joint was jumping on the corner down on Honky Tonk Street.
All of s sudden up pulled a cadillac and out stepped a cat named Pete.
A diamond on every finger, he wore a tailor made suit.
Black cigar, he wore a Stetson hat.
He wore a pair of cowboy boots.
Busted on through the door mad as he could be.
Don't mess around, I'll cut you down, 'cause my nime is Big Boy Pete.
The music stopped, there wasn't a sound.
Up in the corner stood Bad Man Brown.
He smiled and grinned, he said you know my friend.
Take two steps furthur, I'm going to kick you in the head.
Pete said, "Look here and worry you know I'm going to tan your hide."
Forty-five keep it alive, seven bullets on my side.
Brown pulled a knife, jumped on Pete.
Fought from the counter right on out to the street.
They swung from the earth, swung from the south.
Pete got the blackjack out.
Brown went out in his mind, yes he did, now we deeply see.
If you're ever down on the corner, down on Honky Tonk Street.
Don't mess around, he'll cut you down.
Take a lesson from Big Boy Pete.