[Verse 1]
Two moons and a raging river
Saddled up by the piñon on fire
Drove out to the edge of the pueblo
Bought a drum from a man who cried
And the children's show is on the ceiling
And the way that you hold my hand
And I yelled and I didn't know the reason
But I knew that you'd understand

[Chorus]
Two weeks just to catch the buffalo
Two weeks just to catch the buffalo
Some things take time, I know they do
Some things take time, I know they do
I hope our time will never go
I hope our time will never go
Two weeks just to catch the buffalo
Two weeks just to catch the buffalo

[Verse 2]
Will wе go like the woolly mammoth?
Or the dеar dodo?
Gone like the Bachman's warbler
Disappeared like the melting snow
Little Mariana fruit bats
Or the bridled white-eye bird
Or will we keep on running
Like the sound of the buffalo herd?
That Sky Redhawk recorded
Out on his cousin's farm
Up north in Minnesota
He tied the recorder in the yard
Up to a gatepost waiting
Slept out in a tent to hear
The rumble of the big stampede
That one day magically appeared
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