Lyrics:

Once upon a time
There's a friend of mine
Called Big George

All the movers in the town
Knew his kind of frown
And his 'How do'

He's the kind of a guy
He'd look you in the eye
And he'd say 'No sir'

And to get him on the run
Take a ten-ton gun
And that's no joke, sir

But I ain't seen him
In a long, long time
I ain't been back that way, no

So give him my regards
I'll make the day
I'll make the day

Every Friday night
As they're turnin' out the lights
On Carlisle County Hall

We'd get moved down from the bar
Make it to the car
And he'd say 'Where to?'

Yeah, the idea's to live
Two days to fill
And one week's wages in my boot

We used to ride the border line
With loose women and booze
Making fun time

But I ain't seen him
In a long, long time
I ain't been back that way, no

So give him my regards
I'll make the day
I'll make the day

Son of a gun
Yeah, he liked his fun
Big George

Yeah, sometime at night
You'd catch him in a fight
Big George, yeah, I had some fun
You had 'em all, all on the run, yeah

He's a hard man to beat
With his size ten feet
Don't mess with Big George

Or he'll put you in the ground
Later to be found
Don't mess with Big George

I kinda got a smile
When I think of his style
Way back in those days

But for raving and it all
He never took a fall, no
Big George

But I ain't seen him
In a long, long time
I ain't been back that way, no

So give him my regards
I'll make the day
I'll make the day

Don't mess with Big George
Big George, Big George

He's my pal
Don't mess with Big George
Big George, Big George

Yeah-he-ay
Baby
Don't mess with Big George
Big George, Big George

No, no
No don't do
Don't mess with Big George
Big George, Big George