Lyrics:
pum pums from the tom tom drums-the Indians are coming
Then the bum bum bums from the cowboy guns-the white men are a'gunning
And the buffalo go toward
Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen
There he got his parole
After four long years on a man killing charge
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down
listening to a party line.]
[Woman's voice] Breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker. We lookin' for that one Buffalo Roy out there. Buffalo Roy, what's your
Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen;
There he got his parole.
After four long years on a man killing charge,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down
chieftain is my paw-paw
He gets his orders from my maw-maw
She makes him walk the line
You can find me in my wigwam
I'll be beatin' on my tom-tom
Pull
is my paw-paw
He gets his orders from my maw-maw
She makes him walk the line
You can find me in my wigwam
I'll be beatin' on my tom-tom
Pull out
Buffalo
Days by her fire, dazed in the glow
Winter surrounds us up in Buffalo
Days of drowsy pleasure in the afternoon dark
We drift together, we drift
Days Of 49
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Im old tom moore from the bummers shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares
name out to the clouds,
Hey yaw, Hey yaw!
Why don't you meet me,
Back at the tepee?
We'll lay down by the camp fire.
There, in the dark night,
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a gin shot too, but what cares I for praise ?
I
That's money on watch
So I keep ah forty By my crotch
Sitting in da trap, With my hand On my head
Rapping in my Banda, trapping out my studio
Fucked me ah
Muley and little Muley said,
"They've been tractored out by the cats, Tom,
They've been tractored out by the cats."
Then Tom he walked
found little Muley and Muley said,
They've been tractored out by the cats,
Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm,
He found his family.
They
Shit heavy bitch
Chasing this shit like Tom and Jerry shit
I'm blocking out all the commentary with the bars I'm armed and ready
Shit get scary bitch
I
falling on hard times
So shine the bat signal, I'm Buffalo's Dark Knight
It's out of the park the way I'm shooting
Bitch it's out of the stars
You've been
click
Followed by the moonscape's massive split
The ground broke in jagged twisting arcs
And the kittens were swallowed by the dark
Falling beneath
when I'm touring
I don't Ford Explore it, push the Lamborghini Urus, I can assure I floored it
Nigga your bitch think I'm gorgeous
My Tom Fords is
shelter from the wind
Oh yeah, I thought I'd have it figured out by now
Shit would be simple, problems would be in the past right now
Me and the homies
that forgot to be shot he's a bringing up over and over
As if I ought to know
Water rushing by my ears, flushing out the fears
Washing salty tears from
how dry her fingers were in the summer
It was like they’d been out there in the sun with the grass
Bent by the wind and dusty
When she came beside him,
again
I got the recipe
So please just let me in
Don’t do no achy breaky heart
Get left out in the dark
Or blinded by light
On a weekend at the park
Do
request
The night gets wet
Spontaneous shootouts
Niggas bring out the heat in the chilly Buffalo streets
Lyin' bodies all over the concrete
This is
my target like a crossbow
My heart goes out to these artists that have lost more
Than have gained this dirty game created dark souls
But y'all can
the bushbuck was coming home
On a dark and a windy night
And just before he reached his favourite glade
He got a terrible fright
For the strangest sound was
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