Lyrics Local H – Buffalo Trace
Text:
Eight hours to get to Heaven Hill
Head down — due south — past Louisville
Dont stop until the bourbon still
Parker says we can drink our fill
Eight hours to get to Heaven Hill
Eight hours
Just leave me where Im found
and put my bones in the ground
Oh, yeah — well, its a Buffalo Trace
Fan out and dont give up on the chase
She will make her mark on my face
The Blue Grass Parkway is my favorite place
Eight hours to get to Heaven Hill
Eight Hours
Just leave me where Im found
and put my bones in the ground
All Hail- Manowar is dead
Give up the ghost and put your babies to bed
Oh, yeah- well, you’re so easily led
All your money keeps your horses fed
All hail — Manowar is dead
Hail — Hail
Just leave me where Im found
and put my bones in the ground
Eight hours
Just leave me where Im found
and put my bones in the ground
Oh, yeah — well, its a Buffalo Trace
Fan out and dont give up on the chase
She will make her mark on my face
The Blue Grass Parkway is my favorite place
Eight hours to get to Heaven Hill
Eight Hours
Just leave me where Im found
and put my bones in the ground
All Hail- Manowar is dead
Give up the ghost and put your babies to bed
Oh, yeah- well, you’re so easily led
All your money keeps your horses fed
All hail — Manowar is dead
Hail — Hail
Just leave me where Im found
and put my bones in the ground
Album
Local H – Whatever Happened To PJ Soles?
Local H – Halcyon Days (Where Were You Then?)
Local H – That’s What They All Say
Local H – Mellowed
Local H – Heavy Metal Bakesale
Local H – Hey, Rita
Local H – Heaven On The Way Down
Local H – Buffalo Trace
Local H – How’s The Weather Down There?
Local H – P.J. Soles
Local H – Money On The Dresser
Local H – Dick Jones
Local H – California Songs
Local H – Everyone Alive
Local H – Where Are They Now?