Sung a few times by Pigpen with the Grateful Dead in the early days, and then revived once by Bob Weir in 1985
Lyrics By
Harris, Terry
Music By
Harris, Terry
Lyrics
The joint was jumping on the corner
Down on Honky Tonk Street
All of a sudden up pulled a Cadillac
And out stepped a cat named Pete
A diamond on every finger
He wore a tailor-made suit
He smoked a black cigar, he wore a Stetson hat
He wore a pair of cowboy boots
Busted on through the doorway
Mad as he could be
Said, don't mess around, I'll cut you down
'Cause my name is Big Boy Pete
The music stopped, there wasn't a sound
Over in the corner stood Bad Man Brown
Brown smiled and grinned, he said my friend
If you take two steps further, I'm going to do you in
Pete said look here buddy
I know I'm going to tan your hide
I got a fourty five, keeps me alive
Got seven bullets on my side
Brown pulled a knife, jumped on Pete