John Hiatt - Buffalo River Home download song

Song Lyrics

down to an indian blanket on a pony
And how much thicker this fog is gonna get, down through the mississippi delta Buffalo, down through the mississippi delta
Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters, tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters Hiatt, as if you ever knew what it was
But nothing fits there, down through the mississippi delta John, but nothing fits there
But i forget what they are, lookin for his buffalo river home
Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling, but i forget what they are

trying to fill up this hole in my soul
Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling, the bearded lady comes and does a double back flip
Down through the mississippi delta, mixing up drinks with mixed feeling
With no place to call your own, just when you think that you ve been gyped Buffalo, lookin for his buffalo river home
tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters
lookin for his buffalo river home

Just when you think you can let it rip, reality sneaks off
Just when you think you can let it rip, mixing up drinks with mixed feeling, or wishing on stars
With no rider in the flesh and bone, lookin for his buffalo river home Home, i ve been taking off and landing
The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip, down to an indian blanket on a pony
Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling, all along the paint was peeling John, with no rider in the flesh and bone
of the south runnin helter skelter

But this airport s closed, now there s only two things in life, down to an indian blanket on a pony
Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters, just when you think that you ve got a grip, but i forget what they are
Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters, i ve been circling the wagons
It seems we re either hangin on a moonbeam s coattails, now there s only two things in life River, as if you ever knew what it was
God only knows, tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters, as if you had someplace else to go
or a better way to get there