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Granny’s Saloon
Lyrics by Claude Xregiis Vargo

They still talk about Granny Saloon
Full of smoke from breakfast' til noon
With body steel workers hard as nails
Coming off graveyard dragon tails

She had pickled pigs feet and boiled eggs
In a jar on that old splintered bar
Morning stunk of heavy cigars
A shot and a beer six guys playing cards
Nights were routed weekends were louder
Girls of the night would flirt to the crowded
Dancing on dirty wood floors music out the door
Grandpa on the ivory's always asked for more

They still talk about granny saloon
Full of smoke from breakfast till noon
With body steel workers hard as nails
Coming off graveyard dragon tails

He played the tunes they sang the blues
The more they drank the more they'd croon
Grandpa played until they were smashed
Granny's cigar box busted with cash
Well the noise got so loud the coppers came
Saying what's going with this lawless bunch
So they put Granny in the paddy wagon
But she landed one last Slovak punch
POW
They still talk about Granny’s saloon
Full of smoke from breakfast till noon
With body steel workers hard as nails
Coming off graveyard dragon tails
Granny had her ways with the drunks
When the noise got out of hand
Cheating on cards or dominoes
She'd throw a fisted punch at any man
Pow!
They still talk about Granny's saloon
Full of smoke from breakfast' til noon
With body steel workers hard as nails
Coming off graveyard dragged in tails
Granny rolled her own cigars
Chewed tobacco used to brass platoon
Dressed in a proud flowered apron
Down at Granny's family saloon
Oh at Granny's Saloon