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