Текст песни Buffalo Nickel - Steve Forbert

Buffalo Nickel

I’m thinking 'bout a Buffalo nickel
The kind I’m inclined to save
On one side a solitary Buffalo stands
On the other there’s an Indian brave
On the other there’s an Indian brave
I’m thinking 'bout a Buffalo nickel
It seems so ironic to me
We had to go an' slaughter every Buffalo herd
And we couldn’t leave an Indian be
We couldn’t leave an Indian be
The railroad crossed the continent
And the buildings scratch the sky
The highway runs all over the place
And the big jet engines fly
I’m thinking 'bout a Buffalo nickel
We surely went and minted a few
I used to run across 'em nearly other day
An' I should’ve saved a hundred or two
I should’ve saved a hundred or two