| One Hand On the Buffalo |
|---|
| He would break his leg, look at me and say |
| It’s gonna be a while, but I’ll be back someday |
| Nothing can really stop me, steady burning slow |
| One hand in the air, and the other on the buffalo |
| One hand on the buffalo |
| The wind was blowing heavy, he never turned away |
| Knowing damn well that we would die some day |
| Nothing can really stop me, you’re never gonna know |
| One hand in the air, and the other on the buffalo |
