The Buffalo Skinners Lyrics & Chords By Ramblin' Jack Elliott

Out beyond the river where you and I would ride We would skin the buffalo, the last ones left alive But once again it passed me by, I know it always will So now I spend my Sunday...read more

'Twas in the town o' Jacksboro, in the spring o' seventy-three A man by the name o' Crego come steppin' up to me Said how d'you do young fellers, and how'd you like to go And...read more