He came out, ridin' in a big black car
He had a pocket watch and a long cigar
Always wore a derby hat and a pinstripe suit
With pearl gray spats, a diamond stick pin, and a flask of gin
He always came on holidays with stories to tell and gifts to amaze me
When Uncle Pete came around, came around
Came around, came around
My uncle Pete was a bootleggin' man
He was a genius at layin' low
A barroom diplomat with a sweeter smile
Who rolled sevens on his first throw
He was a preacher man who'd out-rap Jesus any day
He never went to church, but he must have had a God
'Cause the man knew how to pray
He'd pray the shipments came in with his gin
Came in with his gin
One night Uncle Pete was at the bar
I remembered well, it was called the Blue Star
Must have been around half past ten
A drunk policeman came staggerin' in
A curse on his lips and a gun on his hip
He must have known who Uncle Pete was
'Cause he drew on his gun, but his aim was rusty
And Uncle Pete shot him down, shot him down
Shot him down, shot him down
My Uncle Pete was a masterful man
He was a genius at lyin' low
The lawmen combed the town
But they couldn't track Pete down
Pete had many friends around
He was an outlaw man
Who'd out-fought slow men every day
A prize on his head
Oh, bring him life or bring him death
But there was no one to pay
'Cause Uncle Pete went underground, underground
Underground, underground
He came out, ridin' in a big black car
He had a pocket watch and a long cigar
Always wore a derby hat
And a pinstripe suit with pearl gray spats
A diamond stick pen and a flask of gin
He always came on holidays
With stories to tell and gifts to amaze me
When Uncle Pete came to town, came to town
Came to town, came to town
Came to town, came to town
Came to town, came downtown
