© Jaimey Perham 04/03/2013

He plays his banjo and chews on raw wheat

Winks at pretty women and dances to his own beat

Never goes hungry because he hunts for his own meat

Ladies & gentlemen let me introduce you to crazy old Uncle Pete

Down in quiet Newville near Big Spring Creek

He works at the factory wielding steel in the summer heat

Not much of a worker, but stands all day on his two sore feet

Wears jean overalls & at the end of day enjoys his leather seat

One weekend evening he went to where local folks meet

Played a hand of poker at the stranger’s table and got badly beat

Promised the big bad man money at the end of next week

The weighty pressure was on heavy for crazy old Uncle Pete  

He went to his family and begged for some money to pay that sheik

All they gave him was a few torn bills wrapped in a dirty white sheet

He hurried home & washed himself truly clean & dressed real neat

Went to the big bank for a loan, but was thrown back on the street

Time seemed to slip very quickly into the end of next week

Small town soon knew of his problem because of a whispered leak

He knew he was in great danger and stuck in the mud way too deep

The days were numbered straight down for crazy old Uncle Pete

Moonless due night came so he left with the bag wrapped in a sheet

Everyone in small town followed him to the summit with the sheik

He arrived at the crossroads meeting place late & noticed the creep

Handed his sidekick the heavy bag and tried, but could not leave

To great surprise you might say the bag was empty, just the sheet

Pete promised the money if he was granted just another short week

The sheik said no and shot the poor man right where the heart beat

Crazy old Uncle Pete got cremated, ashes flung in Big Spring Creek