Verse 1 Dust on the prairie, sun in the sky, Shadows of the mountains rising up high. Rolling like thunder, pounding the ground, Where the mighty herds of buffalo still roam around. Chorus Buffalo country, wide and free, Where the wild wind sings its melody. From the plains to the canyon, the spirit runs deep, Buffalo country’s where the wild hearts keep. Verse 2 Hooves like a drumbeat, echo through time, Stories of the nations carved in every line. Sacred as the sunrise, fierce as the rain, The land remembers and it calls their name. Chorus Buffalo country, wide and free, Where the wild wind sings its melody. From the plains to the canyon, the spirit runs deep, Buffalo country’s where the wild hearts keep. Bridge (Final) They were nearly gone, down to just a few, But the herds came back, and the spirit did too. Stronger than the hard times, standing tall and free, Whispering a hope for you and me. Final Chorus (lifted) Buffalo country, wide and free, Where the wild wind sings its melody. From the plains to the canyon, the spirit runs deep, Buffalo country’s where the wild hearts keep. Tag Yeah, the spirit runs deep… in buffalo country.
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