Big Boy Pete

The joint was a-jumpin' on the corner
Down on a Honky Tonk Street
When all of a sudden up drove a Cadillac
And out stepped a cat named Pete

Diamonds on every finger
He wWore a tailor-made suit
He smoked a black cigar
He wore a Stetson hat
He wore a pair of cowboy boots

He busted on through the doorway
As bad as he could be
He pulled out a pistol, he turned around
He said, "My name is-a Big Boy Pete"

The music stopped, there was no sound
Over in the corner stood Bad Man Brown
Brown smiled a grin, he said, "My friend
Take three steps forward and I clue you in"

Now Pete said, "Look it here, buddy
'Fore I tan your hide
I got a .45 to keep me alive
Seven bullets on my side"

Brown pulled a knife and he jumped on Pete
They fought from the counter right on out into 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 out on the corner
Down on a Honky Tonk Street
Don't mess with Brown, he'll cut you down
Take the message from-a Big Boy Pete