Big Boy Pete

The joint was jumping on the corner
Down on Honky Tonk Street
All of a sudden up pulled a Cadillac
And out stepped a can named Pete
A diamond on every finger
He wore he wore a tailor made suit
Black cigar, he wore a Stetson hat
He wore a pair on cowboy boots
Busted on through the door mad as he could be
Don't mess around
I'll cut you down 'cause my
Name 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 further I'm going
Kick you in the 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 north
Swung from the south
Pete got the blackjack out
Brown went out 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