| Story Behind the Song
 there was a bully in my neighborhood, when i was growing up, he jumped me once and threatened me with a blackjack.I was pretty
 naive when i was 13, and i didnt realize that it was a weapon he was holding, so i
 threatened him back with my guitar. I never went anywhere without my Les Paul back then, and those suckers are pretty heavy!
 LyricsMy name is Buford, i come from 'round here
 i got a '58 chrysler, and a case of beer
 and i never liked this town let me
 make that clear
 
 Im one of those old dogs that you cant teach
 I got a head full of dreams, i cant reach
 got a pocket full of bullets,and a loaded gun
 
 "poor boy, you'll never get what your owed
 out here driving
 driving down river road"
 
 Buford was the bully of my neighborhood, i never did know him all that good
 one night Buford hit sam, and used his knife
 now he's looking at... 25 to life
 
 now, Bufords life had been sabotaged
 since he quit school to work at the garage
 now every thing good disappears, like a mirage
 
 so, i stepped on the gas, and combed my hair
 saw the orange groves, and said a prayer
 now i'm passing up towns
 out in the middle of nowhere
 
 Poor boy you'll never get what your owed
 out here drivin
 driving down river road
 
 Driving all night with an aching head
 asleep at the wheel a man could wake up dead
 last night even my wife said
 
 "poor boy, you'll never get what your owed
 out there driving
 driving down river road
 
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