| Buffalo soldier, Buffalo soldier
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| Will you survive in this new land?
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| Buffalo soldier
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| Buffalo, Buffalo, Buffalo soldier
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| Tell me when will they call you, you a man?
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| In the eighteen-hundreds
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| In Arizona and Mexico
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| There came a brand new soldier, yeah
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| The Indians called him buffalo
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| From prison camps and slavery, lord
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| Oh the black man came to be
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| He was a hard riding hero
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| Of the tenth cavalry, hut-two-three
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| You know many other soldiers
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| Lord, they wanted to desert
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| They were tired of the hatred, yes they were
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| They were so tired of the hurt
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| Some of them were tired of the killin'
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| And of the misery, oh Lord
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| But they had to keep on fighting
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| So one day we would be free
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| We want to take a little time an' thank you right here
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| Buffalo soldier
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| (Buffalo soldier)
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| If you’d only listen to me, oh lord
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| Been a long, long time
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| I wonder will you survive in this land
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| Buffalo soldier
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| (Buffalo soldier)
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| Oh yeah
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| Please listen to me, mmm hmm
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| Tell me when, when will they call
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| You a man? |
| oh-ah
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| Tell me when
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| (When will they call you a man)
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| Will they call you a man?
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| Oh Lord, I wanna know when?
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| When will they call you a man? |