Wednesday 11 April 2007

The Buffalo

COME all you young fellows that have a mind to range
Into some foreign country your station for to change
Into some foreign country away from here to go
We lay down on the banks of the pleasant Ohio.
We wander thro' the wild woods and chase the Buffalo.

There is fishes in the river that's fitting for our use
And fine lofty sugar canes that yield us fine juice
And all sorts of game my boys besides the buck and doe,
We lay down on the banks of the pleasant Ohio.
Thro' the wild woods we'll wander and chase the Buffalo.

Come all you young maidens spin us some yarn
To make us some clothing to keep ourselves warm
For you can card and spin my girls and we can reap and mow
We lay down on the banks, &c.

Supposing these wild Indians should chance to come near
We will unite together our hearts free from care,
We will march down into the town my boys, and give the fatal blow,
We will lay down, &c.


TRADITIONAL

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