He was so buffalo There's a need to sleep in the shag of his stomach Slide around his eye with your love in tow If he heads this way don't you say hello Get out of the way, they'll turn the buffalo They'll turn the buffalo Bb? Our town, our town, do love a stampede Stampede by my old jacket in the park Someday I'll pick it up look for the label and whisper Tilt, ain't got no no no Tilt, got none at all Tilt, ain't got no no no A mother waits as still as the moon light Standing in long gras (guitartabs.cc)
