Buffalo Flower

So we go down to the red to the river

Dig our hands deep in the banks of the sand

Loose all the black of the souls buried there

Forgive every man



Moving uptown, gonna clear the air

Moving uptown, then we’ll go everywhere



Buffalo flower

My queen of the plains

When the bully winds

Push on your shoulder

You show them who’s king



Oh the man of the hour

Is another pretty young buck

Pinstripes and a tongue

Like a fresh cut flower

Promises sure to wither up

Oh my man, your hour’s up



So we’ll march up out the road out the valley

Build a town tall at the top of the hill

If we don’t start one foot in front of the other

We never will



Can’t change the weather

But we sure can change our shoes

Can’t change what we weather

But we can change what we do



Buffalo flower

My queen of the plains

When the bully winds

Push on your shoulder

You show them who’s king



Gonna do what I can

Right where I stand

I’m gonna do what I can