I remember this song from being a kid, then watching Jimmy Stewart and Donna Reed “dance by the light of the moon.” Now Wylie and the Wild West has given new life to this pre-Civil War song with a honkey-tonk flair.
But I remember my Buffalo Gals, the gaggle of gals I hung out with in high school while Buffalo wings were making a splash across the USA. We hope my best bud and her husband will visit us and ski this winter, we met after many years but I’ve still not met her better half.
We remember OJ when he was merely a star football player. We lived for the Bills and the Sabres. What else is there for a Buffalo gal to do? The gang lives all over the country now and I’d love to get together with my Buffalo gals. Cheers and happy holidays to all, Dee