| Big Yellow Peaches |
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| refrain: |
| I’m riding along on my pinto |
| Got no place to lay my head |
| Gonna get me a can of big yellow peaches |
| Oh, my true love is dead |
| I shot him this morning at daybreak |
| I shot him way down in the drawl |
| He was running around on the Mexican border |
| He was a dirty, thieving outlaw |
| refrain |
| Well, I might go out hunting for mustang |
| I guess we’ll go back to the drawl |
| I’ll fill 'em and yell 'em |
| And teach 'em and tell 'em |
| Sometimes a gee from the hall |
| refrain |
