I Shot Ray Bones

I'd been down on my luck for so long



I figured it was time for a change



I shot Bones in cold blood



Had his face rearranged



I took a knife, it was cold and hard



And laid him all under my backyard



And no one but me and my dog



Knows where the pieces are







I shot Ray Bones, I shot Ray Barboni



I shot Ray Bones



I guess that I shouldn't have done it on my own







The other day the cops came round



Asked what I'd been doing down south



It went OK till Buster came in



Through the door with bones in his mouth