It’s a Brand New Buffalo

Uncle Dan’s got a sauna he calls his sweat lodge

His painted pony is a rusted out old Dodge

We let some old ways pass as the wheels rolled us around

Grandpa went a little crazy when the last teepees came down

Grandma’s got a buffalo blanket across her ancient bed

It’s kept her warm all the years he’s been dead

He died along a fence line following the white man’s ways

Now he straddled that fence for the buffalo we pray

Things been tough on these Reservations now times are changing for the Indian Nations we’ve got poker, black jack and keno

It’s a brand new buffalo

Walked through the Badlands thinking it would do some good

We saw dens of rattlers to see what we should

Our sacred hoop is in the wind of the past

But we prayed so that our faith would last

A buffalo is a part of a circle that fulfills many needs

Now gamblers come like hunters with the same lust and greed

Our worthless land has never been taken away

So walk Grandpa’s fence line praying the buffalo stay

Things been tough on these Reservations now times are changing for the Indian Nations we’ve got poker, black jack and keno

It’s a brand new buffalo