Little Buffalo Rock

I saw Big Bear Henry

Two Turtle Jim

Rolling into town, they was ridin' on the rims

Sold their tires to buy themselves

A couple of cases of beer

They got there a little too late

So they broke down the door

And they shot up the place

Now everybody's gone crazy around here

And it's restless nights and endless fights

A hundred miles an hour and no headlights

Fiddles and accordions

Tear stained steel guitars

It's a tar-paper shack

Whiskey and smack

Two guns left on a five rifle rack

Somebody 'round here's gonna get killed

And that's for sure

Set up a barricade on the line

The cops came down and bullets were flying

Held 'em up and then we held 'em off

'Till just afore dawn

They got Bear and then they got Jim

And then we got a couple of them

And if we make the trade

They say they'll call it off

And it's restless nights and endless fights

A hundred miles and hour and no headlights

Fiddles and accordions

Tear stained steel guitars

It's a tar-paper shack

Whiskey and smack

Two guns left on a five rifle rack

Somebody 'round here's gonna get killed

And that's for sure

Up in the churchyard the choir is a'singing

I can hear mandolins ringing

Dogs are a'barking, ambulances wailin'

Out on the edge of town

The radio says the whole thing is over

But there ain't much that they don't know

'Cause tomorrow morning the whole thing's

Gonna go down

And it's restless nights and endless fights

A hundred miles and hour and no headlights

Fiddles and accordions

Tear stained steel guitars

It's a tar-paper shack

Two guns left on a five rifle rack

Somebody 'round here's gonna get killed

And that's for sure

Somebody 'round here's gonna get killed

And that's for sure

Somebody 'round here's gonna get killed

And that's for sure