The White Buffalo

Good Ol Day To Die

The White Buffalo


Tom: G

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Back in the 18th Century
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when the west is wild as the eye could see
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Pack up the wife and the wagon get some land for free.
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A hellish trail to liberty
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and ohh, It’s a good ol' day to day to die
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but I ain't gonna die today.


[Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
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Dangerous road I don’t think its not
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where the sun is blazin' and my steel is hot
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the bad guys carry rounds and my guns are out,
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I go clack clack clack
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so they can stretch out. 
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In a box, well it’s a good ol' day to day to die
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but I ain't gonna die today.


[Chorus]
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[Bridge]
C                                                      Bb 
Lost out in the dust, well it’s a hustle it’s a bustle
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I’ve been lookin' to hell to get out....alone


[Chorus]
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[Bridge]
C                                                   Bb   
Death comes a knockin' like a bullet from the shadow
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Oh my god!!!! I'm not ready for the light.


[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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Man in black approaches from the east,
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I’ll take your wife and your wagon and your family
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You're never gonna get out of here alive
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So up under this chin I place my .45
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I said lord, uh it’s a good ol' day to day to die 
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But I ain't gonna die today, lord!