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i Bugger Burns has gone to rest,
With a forty-four calena * in his breast. Awe} babey honey, ytain} no lie.
2 'Tain' no lie, babe, 'tain5 no lie,
They done shot Bugger Burns on the Fourth of July, Pm talkin? 'bout that bad Bugger Bums.
3 They took ol5 Bugger down de dusty road, His mouth wide open and his eyes was closed.
4 If you don't believe ol5 Buggerboo's dead, Jus5 look at that hole in Buggerboo's head.
5 Jus5 after Danny'd made his play,
He went to town and made his gitaway.
6 Dan lef5 Louisville 'bout half past one,
An' he reached Chattanooga by the settin' of the sun.
7 When Mrs. Burns heard Bugger was dead, Well, she went right upstairs and dressed in red.
8 Bugger went to heaven, feelin5 like a saint, Said he was an angel, St. Peter says, "You ain't."
9 Gabriel looked him over, he didn5 look so well, He sent ol5 Bugger right down to hell.
io I heard a big noise under the ground,
It must 5a5 been Bugger Burns a-goin5 down.
11 If Bugger Burns was a brother of mine, I'd kill that bastard and serve my time.
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