Desert Blues (Big Chief Buffalo Nickel) Lyrics

Song	Desert Blues (Big Chief Buffalo Nickel)
Artist	Leon Redbone
Album	On the Track
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	作曲 : Rodgers
	Way out on the wind-swept desert,
	Where nature played with no man
	A buffalo found his brother
	Lying baked on the sun-baked sand.
	Said my brother what ails you?
	A sickness made you this way?
	His brother never said
	'cause his brother was dead
	He been dead since way last May
	Big Chief Buffalo Nickel
	Was a mighty man in his day,
	He never used a sickle
	To clear the bushes away.
	He'd roam around from tent to tent,
	Eat everything in sight
	He loved a squaw, every one he saw
	He loved a new one every night.
	Way out on the wind-swept desert
	I heard a big Indian noise,
	I left my tent 'cause I knew what it meant
	What I never known before.
	It was gone when I reached St. Pete
	My legs were certainly sore,
	I musta lost 50 pounds on that hot desert ground
	And I'd lose that many more.
	Big Chief Buffalo Nickel
	Was a mighty man in his day,
	He never used a sickle
	To clear the bushes away.
	He'd roam around from tent to tent
	Eat everything in sight,
	He loved a squaw, every one he saw,
	He loved a new one every night.

	zuo qu : Rodgers
	Way out on the windswept desert,
	Where nature played with no man
	A buffalo found his brother
	Lying baked on the sunbaked sand.
	Said my brother what ails you?
	A sickness made you this way?
	His brother never said
	' cause his brother was dead
	He been dead since way last May
	Big Chief Buffalo Nickel
	Was a mighty man in his day,
	He never used a sickle
	To clear the bushes away.
	He' d roam around from tent to tent,
	Eat everything in sight
	He loved a squaw, every one he saw
	He loved a new one every night.
	Way out on the windswept desert
	I heard a big Indian noise,
	I left my tent ' cause I knew what it meant
	What I never known before.
	It was gone when I reached St. Pete
	My legs were certainly sore,
	I musta lost 50 pounds on that hot desert ground
	And I' d lose that many more.
	Big Chief Buffalo Nickel
	Was a mighty man in his day,
	He never used a sickle
	To clear the bushes away.
	He' d roam around from tent to tent
	Eat everything in sight,
	He loved a squaw, every one he saw,
	He loved a new one every night.

	zuò qǔ : Rodgers
	Way out on the windswept desert,
	Where nature played with no man
	A buffalo found his brother
	Lying baked on the sunbaked sand.
	Said my brother what ails you?
	A sickness made you this way?
	His brother never said
	' cause his brother was dead
	He been dead since way last May
	Big Chief Buffalo Nickel
	Was a mighty man in his day,
	He never used a sickle
	To clear the bushes away.
	He' d roam around from tent to tent,
	Eat everything in sight
	He loved a squaw, every one he saw
	He loved a new one every night.
	Way out on the windswept desert
	I heard a big Indian noise,
	I left my tent ' cause I knew what it meant
	What I never known before.
	It was gone when I reached St. Pete
	My legs were certainly sore,
	I musta lost 50 pounds on that hot desert ground
	And I' d lose that many more.
	Big Chief Buffalo Nickel
	Was a mighty man in his day,
	He never used a sickle
	To clear the bushes away.
	He' d roam around from tent to tent
	Eat everything in sight,
	He loved a squaw, every one he saw,
	He loved a new one every night.

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