once upon a world long gone
in the shelter of an early dawn
they were half a million strong
made the valley rumble
come the hunters with their rifle balls
he heard the fury of his daddy’s fall
came cryin to his mama’s call
saw her break and stumble
so he ran with the swift and young
from the hunters and their hungry guns
ran until he was the only one
on the silent prairie
see him wanderin the hills alone
always lookin for that haven home
and the father of his father’s own
and a sanctuary
there’s an endless plain beyond the curtain of the pourin rain
where the golden prairie rolls forever and the tall grass grows
bitter wind blowin high and wild, have mercy on your wayward child
in search of an age ago and the lord of the buffalo
grey eagle left the blue-eyed town
climbed the mountain where he once looked down
saw the worry in the furrowed ground
and the heart plowed under
he woke walkin in a dream one night
saw a vision by the foxfire light
mighty horns and a coat of white
and a voice like thunder
there’s an endless plain beyond the curtain of the pourin rain
where the golden prairie rolls forever and the tall grass grows
bitter wind blowin high and wild, go easy little wayward child
there’s a home for the restless soul, said the lord of the buffalo
last night i heard the coyote wail
slipped away from the white man’s jail
went runnin down the trickster trail
with the moon behind me
in the hills before sunrise
i saw a silhouette against the sky
i’ll be runnin till the day i die
or the hunters find me
there’s an endless plain beyond the curtain of the pourin rain
where the golden prairie rolls forever and the tall grass grows
bitter wind blowin high and wild, gather up your little wayward child
so the saint and the sinner go to the lord of the buffalo
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Lyrics submitted by Briana Simmons.