Big Boy Pete

Woo!



The joint was a jumpin' on the corner

(Yeah, yeah)

Down on a Honky Tonk Street

(Yeah, yeah)

When all of a sudden up drove a Cadillac

(Yeah, yeah)

And out stepped a cat named Pete



Diamonds on-a every finger

(Yeah, yeah)

Wore a tailor-made suit

He smoked a black cigar

(So what?)

He wore a Stetson hat

(Yeah)

He wore a pair-a cowboy boots



He busted on through the doorway

(Yeah, yeah)

Bad as-a he could be

(Yeah, yeah)

He pulled out his pistol, he turned around

He said, 'My name is a Big Boy Pete'



The music stopped, there wasn't a sound

A-over in the corner stood-a, Bad Man Brown

Brown smiled a grin, he said, "My friend"

(You take your 3 steps forward and I'm 'onna-a, clue you in')



Now Pete said, "A look it, here buddy"

(Yeah, yeah)

'Fore I tan your hide

(Yeah, yeah)

I got a forty-five to keep me alive

Seven bullets on my side



Brown pulled a knife, he jumped on Pete

They fought from the counter right on out to the street

They swung from north, they swung from south

Brown cut that black cigar right outta Pete's mouth!

Pete hit the ground, he yelled and screamed

(Pete took his Stetson hat and beat the scene)



Now if you're ever down on the corner

(Yeah, yeah)

Down on-a Honky Tonk Street

(Yeah, yeah)

Don't mess with Brown

(Yeah, yeah)

He'll cut you down

Take a message from-a Big Boy Pete



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(Yeah, yeah)

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