The Buffalo Song.

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Walking down the buffalo’s trail
I see tracks, and scats, and prints
But I just can’t see the buffalo
Where could he be?
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What if he comes charging angrily
Because I’m in his territory
There’s no telling what he’ll do to me
Perhaps I’m dead meat!
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A voice: hurry on chap you better hurry up
Hold your breath lest he feels your fear
Don’t let your fright limit your survival
You can make it out in one piece.
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