Woo, 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 a every finger Wore the 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 Bad as a he can be Pulled out his pistol, he turned around He said, 'my name is a big boy Pete' The music stopped, there wasn't a sound Over in a corner stood a bad man Brown Brown smiled and grinned, he said My friend, come three steps farther and I'll a do you in Now, Pete, said, a look a here, buddy Before I tan your hide I got a forty five that keeps me alive And seven bullets on my side Brown pulled a knife, he jumped on Pete They fought from the counter, right a, out to the street They swung from north, they swung from south Brown, cut that black cigar right outta Pete's mouth Brown slipped around behind boy Pete Cut him from his head, right on down to his feet Pete hit the ground, he yelled and screamed Pete took his stetson hat an beat the scene Now, if you ever down on the corner Down on a honky tonk street Don't mess with Brown, he'll cut you down Take a lesson from a big boy Pete, wow © SONY/ATV SONGS LLC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com