Lyrics:

There Was A Man Selling Bayonets, A Razor And A Chain
sweating All Over What They&ampamp;ampapos;ve Got Her On The Game
he Had The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues
he Had The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues
he Had The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues, He&ampamp;ampapos;s Got Nothing To Lose
he&ampamp;ampapos;s Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues

drinking Aspumanti, Reading John Mclain
his Sister In The Grubber And His Brother Was The Same
he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues
he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues
he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues, He&ampamp;ampapos;s Got Nothing To Lose
he&ampamp;ampapos;s Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues

hangin&ampamp;ampapos; Out The Window Waving Ribbons And Flags
lying In The Midden, He Was Readin&ampamp;ampapos; The Mags
he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues
he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues
he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues, He&ampamp;ampapos;s With Nothing To Lose
he&ampamp;ampapos;s Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues

he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues
he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues
he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar - Wookie, Wookie, Wookie, Wookie, Wookie, Wookie - Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues
he Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues With Nothing To Lose
he&ampamp;ampapos;s Got The Buff&ampamp;ampapos;s Bar Blues