So we go down to the red to the river Dig our hands deep in the banks of the sand Loose all the black of the souls buried there Forgive every man Moving uptown, gonna clear the air Moving uptown, then we'll go everywhere Buffalo flower My queen of the plains When the bully winds Push on your shoulder You show them who's king Oh the man of the hour Is another pretty young buck Pinstripes and a tongue Like a fresh cut flower Promises sure to wither up Oh my man, your hour's up So we'll march up out the road out the valley Build a town tall at the top of the hill If we don't start one foot in front of the other We never will Can't change the weather But we sure can change our shoes Can't change what we weather But we can change what we do Buffalo flower My queen of the plains When the bully winds Push on your shoulder You show them who's king Gonna do what I can Right where I stand I'm gonna do what I can