The Buffalo Spirit Songtext
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The Buffalo Spirit Songtext
We′re heading down the road to the Great Plains
Looking for some gold across these desert lands
Where the buffalo spirit still remains
We're looking for a feeling of letting it go
With tattoos on our skin of dead Buffaloes
The sun is red like the blood that once was shed
Those who saw the buffaloes go
In the days of not long ago
Those who saw the spirit of the west
Have scars buried in their chests
The silence of the dead in the evening′s red
Is telling you the frontier is in your head
Yeah the buffalo spirit still remains
In the days of not long ago
In these forsaken lands you know
The sun is red like the blood running through your veins
Those who saw the buffaloes go
In the days of not long ago
Those who saw the spirit of the west
Have scars buried in their chests
Listen to the wind coming from the west
Carrying along the smell of conquest
This crazy world really needs a rest
In the days of not long ago
In these forsaken lands you know
My song's about the dreams we all wanna spread
Those who saw the buffaloes go
In the days of not long ago
Those who saw the spirit of the west
Have scars buried in their chests
Those who saw the buffaloes go
In the days of not long ago
Those who saw the spirit of the west
Have scars buried in their chests
Looking for some gold across these desert lands
Where the buffalo spirit still remains
We're looking for a feeling of letting it go
With tattoos on our skin of dead Buffaloes
The sun is red like the blood that once was shed
Those who saw the buffaloes go
In the days of not long ago
Those who saw the spirit of the west
Have scars buried in their chests
The silence of the dead in the evening′s red
Is telling you the frontier is in your head
Yeah the buffalo spirit still remains
In the days of not long ago
In these forsaken lands you know
The sun is red like the blood running through your veins
Those who saw the buffaloes go
In the days of not long ago
Those who saw the spirit of the west
Have scars buried in their chests
Listen to the wind coming from the west
Carrying along the smell of conquest
This crazy world really needs a rest
In the days of not long ago
In these forsaken lands you know
My song's about the dreams we all wanna spread
Those who saw the buffaloes go
In the days of not long ago
Those who saw the spirit of the west
Have scars buried in their chests
Those who saw the buffaloes go
In the days of not long ago
Those who saw the spirit of the west
Have scars buried in their chests
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