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The Buck Here

I never knew this had so much empty space
Until tonight, when you right out the door
And so I walked to our bedside and pulled out 45
That laid for years behind our of drawers.

At first, it looked too worn to play, the label all but washed
Then I out the name of my old friend
Thirty years, and a scratch or two, but the needle hit the groove
I knew it was crying again.

The Buck starts
With sure to follow
Turn him up loud and
He's my sorrow
Let the sad roll on
Through a filled with tears
the good times is gone
The starts here.

The people in the house next think I'm tearing up the floor
It's half four, my lights are burning bright
But this occasion's no big deal: just some boys from Bakersfield
Who came to help me through the night.