Jerry Lynn - Bugger Burns

BUGGER BURNS
(Trad. Ritter - Johnson)
JERRY LYNN (D 1041, 1959)

Well Danny-Danny was a-tendin' bar
When in walked Bugger Burns with a shiny star
Cried, oh Danny you re on or else
And Danny shot a hole in that guy's chest
Well Bugger fell down on the barroom floor
Said, please Danny don't shoot me no more
Someone cried, oh ain't it a shame
Shot Bugger Burns, gonna shoot him again
They took old Bugger down a dusty road
His mouth was open and his eyes was closed
If you don't believe old Bugger Boo's dead
Just look at the hole in Bugger Boo's head
Well old Bugger Burns is gonna rest
With a forty-five bullet in his chest
Ain't no lie, baby ain't no lie
They shot Bugger Burns on the fourth of July

Well, just after Danny had made his play
He went down town to make his get away
Danny left Louisville at half past one
He reached Chattanooga by the settin' sun
When Bugger Burns' wife heard that he was dead
She went upstairs and she dressed in red
Said, hush my children and don't you cry
We'll all get our money, by and by
Bugger went to heaven, feelin' like a saint
Said he was an angel, Saint Peter said he ain't
Heard a big noise under the ground
It must have been Bugger goin' down
Well old Bugger Burns is gonna rest
With a forty-five bullet in his chest
Ain't no lie, baby ain't no lie
They shot Bugger Burns on the fourth of July