Buffs Bar Blues Lyrics

There was a man selling bayonets, a razor and a chain
sweating all over with his daughter on the game
He had the Buffs Bar Blues
He had the Buffs Bar Blues
He had the Buffs Bar Blues, he's got nothing to lose
He got the Buffs Bar Blues

Drinking up Spumante, reading John McLain
His sister in the grubber and his brother was the same

He got the Buffs Bar Blues
He got the Buffs Bar Blues
He got the Buffs Bar Blues, he's got nothing to lose
He's got the Buffs Bar Blues Hangin' out the window waving ribbons and flags
Lying in the midden, he was readin' the mags

He got the Buffs Bar Blues
He got the Buffs Bar Blues
He got the Buffs Bar Blues, with nothing to lose
He got the Buffs Bar Blues

He got the Buffs Bar Blues
He got the Buffs Bar Blues
He got the Buffs
Bar...Boogie..Woogie..Woogie..Woogie..Woogie..
Buffs Bar Blues
He got the Buffs Bar Blues with nothin' to lose
He got the Buffs Bar Blues

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