My shadow left my mind and went a walkin' 'round and found a nickel on the ground And the buffalo upon one side he got up and walked away And the indian upon the other side gave out a sigh and said thats better now Without the buffalo Without the buffalo x 2 Without the buffalo im just and indian I'm free and clear The indian went walkin' 'round and sat upon the Hill to watch the sun go down But he couldnt find his people, he got up and walked away And he sat beside the fire, and gave out a sigh We're all forgotten now Where is my tomahawk My days are gone Where is my tent Where is my planting ground Where is my land This reservation's wrong Whose this white man My people never smile Where is my brother My children ignorant Where is my squaw Where's my buffalo