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Head-Smashed-In-Buffalo-Jump Songtext
von The Albion Band

Head-Smashed-In-Buffalo-Jump Songtext

Dust flies high in the midday sun
on the quivering plain
Falls like rain, feels like thunder
Dressed in skins, the Blackfoot drive
the buffalo
To the rocks below, hunters plunder
The waiting ones they dance around the slain
To celebrate the harvest of the plain
Makes me wonder
Makes me wonder
Makes me wonder
Salt meat, moccasined feet
Wigwams, rattles in hands
Salt meat, moccasined feet
Wigwams, rattles in hands
Smoke cloud in a pool room bar
In the middle of the night
Looking for a fight
He stalks the table
Slow move, a shuffling step


And a trembling hand
A shadow of the man, barely able
And the hunter's watchful eyes now search the floor,
Oh, but he can't find a purpose anymore
Makes me wonder
Makes me wonder
Makes me wonder
Dead beat, stumbling feet
Beer cans rattle in hands
Dead beat, stumbling feet
Beer cans rattle in hands
Salt meat, moccasined feet
Wigwams, rattles in hands
Dead beat, stumbling feet
Beer cans rattle in hands
Salt meat, moccasined feet
Wigwams, rattles in hands
Dead beat, stumbling feet
Beer cans rattle in hands
Salt meat, moccasined feet
Wigwams, rattles in hands

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