Down on the plains Where the buffaloes used to roam Girl had a name, name it was Home She bled for the people, she bled for the rain When she was dying, they called out her name Home, Home, her name it was Home Home, Home, her name it was Home Home she was mighty and well Home she was strong When they came marching, she fought with a song But buffalo was mighty, and buffalo were strong When they came marching, then buffalo was gone Gone, gone, then buffalo was gone Gone, gone, then buffalo was gone When you take your pie, from the oven tonight Remember there's a cry, when there is life Go and get your baby, at the fair in the rain Cause her line will take you higher, than two tons of cocaine Home, Home, her name it was Home Home, Home, her name it was Home Friends they say I'm holding out, my train's gone off the track All the while I'm calling out, with this monkey on my back Oh friends they sure are something, talking back like that If it's all the same to you old dame, I'm going call that kettle black Home, Home, her name it was Home Home, Home, her name it was Home Gone, gone, then buffalo was gone