| This is the ballad of Cactus Pete
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| He spent his life out in the desert heat
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| In Arizona and New Mexico
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| Searchin' for the motherlode
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| He had no friends, he had no family
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| Just a pet sidewinder that he called Lefty
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| They shared a run-down minin' shack
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| Out with the coyotes and horny toads
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| Hehehe, yeah just look at I’m all coiled up o’er there
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| I’ll never forget the first time I saw 'im
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| He’s just a-sneakin' up on a little toady frog
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| Settle down, settle down, ain’t no toady frogs, I’m just tellin' 'bout you
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| sneakin' up on one
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| He loves them little toady frogs
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| Lord, I couldn’t live like 'at
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| You shoulda seen him when I first found him
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| He had real bad teeth
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| Yeah, just had two little bicuspids there in front, lord what a gap
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| Made Leon Sphinx look like Burt Lancaster
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| Took him to the orthodondist
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| Yeah, we tried braces, that didn’t last too long
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| Heck, I got tired of mashin' up them little toady frogs for 'im
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| So we just had 'em capped
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| Yeah, he’d have to have 'em filled anyway, they both had big cavities in 'em
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| Oh, but just look at that smile on 'im over 'ere now, though
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| Cactus Pete, Cactus Pete
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| With his pet sidewinder at his feet
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| Strangest old codger you ever wanna meet
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| This is the ballad of Lefty and Cactus Pete
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| Hehehe, yeah me 'n old Lefty, we ain’t got much
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| I’m poorer 'n a church mouse
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| Settle down, settle down, ain’t no church mouse
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| I’m just tellin' 'bout a church mouse
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| Hehe, he loves a fuzzy little church mouse
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| Lord, I couldn’t live like 'at
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| He’s a cold-natured critter
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| Yeah, I cut the toe out of an old sock one time, made him a little sweater
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| Didn’t work, though, he just kept crawlin' out of it
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| He ain’t hardly got no shoulders at all, you know
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| But lord what a neck
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| Got more neck than Audrey Hepburn
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| Cactus Pete, Cactus Pete
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| With his pet sidewinder at his feet
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| Out there 'mongst the cacti and mesquite
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| This is the ballad of Lefty and Cactus Pete
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| Hehehe, yeah nearly lost ol' Lefty one time, though
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| He 's out sunnin' himself on that big rock o’er there
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| Yeah, he’d just gorged down two blue-bellied lizards and a heelee monster
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| Settle down, settle down, ain’t no heelee monster, I’m jus' talkin' 'bout a
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| heelee monster
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| Like I said, he 's on that rock o’er there
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| And a big ol' bal' headed eagle just swooped down, snatched 'im up
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| Wen' flappin' off with him through the cactus
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| Ol' Lefty, he just squirmed around, looked up at that eagle
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| Flashed him that big ol' pearly-toothed smile…
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| That eagle dropped him like a hot potato, hehehe
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| Thought he was a lawyer
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| Cactus Pete, Cactus Pete
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| With his pet sidewinder at his feet
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| The saga of the West wouldn’t be complete
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| Without the ballad of Cactus Pete
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| And Lefty
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| Calm down there, boy, they wasn’t gonna forget ya |