Big Boy Pete Lyrics - Singles - The Olympics

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 three 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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(Yeah, yeah) 

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