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Buffalo Billiards

chronixmile

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Dust

On his boots

Heavy leather hanging low

He rode the rail from Reno to the coast

Winning gold and losing every friend he knew

Bent

Broken

Bitter

Trading daylight for the green felt glow

Chorus

Down at Buffalo Billiards

Where the chalk is thick as canyon haze

Safe at Buffalo Billiards

Living out the quiet end of his days

Rest your eyes

Rest your eyes

Rest your weary eyes

Verse 2

Stiff

Finger joints

Cold water on his face

Billy pulls a cue from the cedar rack

Steady hand like iron on a rusted gate

Watch him bank the eight ball home

Chalk it

Shoot it

Leave it

Old man ghost in a desert space

Chorus

Down at Buffalo Billiards

Where the chalk is thick as canyon haze

Safe at Buffalo Billiards

Living out the quiet end of his days

Rest your eyes

Rest your eyes

Rest your weary eyes

Bridge

No more running from the law

No more sleeping on the floor

He found the open door

He found the open door

He found the open door

Verse 3

Kid

No more

Just a shadow in the corner chair

Telling lies to the boys about the money won

Watching the ceiling fan spin slow circles

Stay here

Stay here

Stay here

While the sun sets on a gunless run

Chorus

Down at Buffalo Billiards

Where the chalk is thick as canyon haze

Safe at Buffalo Billiards

Living out the quiet end of his days

Rest your eyes

Rest your eyes

Rest your weary eyes

Outro

Buffalo Billiards

Just a game

Just a game

Rack 'em up one last time

Let the dust settle down

Settle down

Settle down

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