Testo di The Buford Stick

Now Sheriff Buford Pusser's gotten too big for his britches With his book reviews and movie deals Down at the car lot making public appearances For breaking up our homes and stills I know he likes to brag how he wrestled a bear But I knew him from the funeral home Ask him for a warrant, he'll say "I keep it in my shoe" That son of a bitch has got to go That son of a bitch has got to go Now they lined up around the block to see that movie And crying for his ambushed wife Marveling about about shot eight times and stabbed seven Some folks can't take a hint They say he didn't take no crap from the State Line Gang What the hell they talking bout? I'm just a hard workingman with a family to feed And he made my daughter cry Said he made my daughter cry "Watch out for Buford!" is what they keep on telling me But to me he's just another crooked lawman up in Tennessee He gets a new hot car to keep us on our toes And that ridiculous stick where the press corp. goes And some big time Hollywood actors playing him on the big screen "Watch out for Buford! He's shutting down our stills and whores" But it ain't like he's all that different from what was there before It wouldn't take my man long to do the job Just a partially sawed through steering rod And I wouldn't have to worry about the good Sheriff anymore Now the funeral's got'em lined up for twenty blocks No one liked that SOB when he's alive But the ruckus he began keeps a spreadin' like a wildfire Not sure if I'm gonna survive Hit an embankment doing 120 on a straight-away The Lord works in mysterious ways They'll probably make another movie, glorifying what he done But I'll never have to hear them say I'll never have to hear them say Watch out for Buford