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(I GOT STUCK BEHIND) BUFORD - (by Greg Trafidlo)  Year: 2007
Greg Trafidlo A humorous story of what happens when a slow-driving farmer prevents a groom from getting to the church on time for his wedding. Mixed Vocals, Comedy, Comedy Music
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Full Track - Comedy, Comedy Music
267377 2:03 Med Slow 85   


Track Summary
Music Track Title: (I Got Stuck Behind) Buford
Catalog ID: 267377  ISRC: US5UL0716217
Description: A humorous story of what happens when a slow-driving farmer prevents a groom from getting to the church on time for his wedding.

Social Media Link: http://www.audiosparx.com/sa/archive/Comedy/Comedy-Music-pending-categorization/I-Got-Stuck-Behind-Buford/267377

Artist or Group: Greg Trafidlo

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Keywords: Small Town, Traffic Jam, Car, Cars, Automobile, Olds, Oldsmobile, Weddings, Bride, Teacher, Delays, Frustration

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Extended Properties
  Duration: 2:03   Tempo: Med Slow   BPM: 85
   Arrangement: Trio
   Instruments: Guitar, Dobro, Bass, Folk Fiddle, Vocals
   Vocal Mix: Mixed Vocals
   Language: English
Album: Old Dog New Tracks
Moods: Bouncy, Fun, Funny, Heartwarming, Jolly, Playful, Sweet, Wholesome

Styles: Comedy, Comedy / Family, Film Vocal, Romantic Comedy, Rural / Country, Section / Credits, TV Vocal

Lyrical Topics: Heaven, Marriage, Waiting, Fate, Wedding

Lyrics
(I GOT STUCK BEHIND) BUFORD
Greg Trafidlo
c 2000 KiraPole Music, BMI

Our town’s not the biggest around,
But it does have a stop sign in it.
Takes a minute and ten from end to end,
If you drive ‘bout five ‘bove the limit.
That’s unless you get behind this old farmer friend of mine….

He goes as slow as a bass boat trolls,
In his rusty, dusty ‘fifty-four Olds.
I’d ‘a’ been here ‘bout an hour ago,
But I got stuck behind Buford.

Now Sam McKay on his wedding day,
Was to marry the grade school teacher.
She’s cryin’ at the aisle, he’s closer than a mile,
But just can’t reach the preacher.
But the reason wasn’t Sam, it was our one-man traffic jam….

Chorus

Don’t you know it will be my fate,
When I get up to the Pearly Gates.
I’m gonna have to sit and wait,
Staring out my windshield at his license plate.

He goes as slow as a bass boat trolls,
In that rusted, busted, cussed Olds.
Saint Peter, I’d ‘a’ been here an hour ago,
But I got stuck behind, just my luck behind,
I got stuck behind Buford.
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