Somewhere far away where i roamThere live my buffalo twin in our
twin buffalo homeHe calls me by my native nameAnd takes good
care of my native sonHe even lets us drink spring water on
sundays 2.99 a gallonAnd somewhere further down the road where i
also roamThere lives my caterpillar cousin beneath a fancy
engraved tomb head stoneIn the middle of his southern
townBeneath a cemetery burial plotHe don't pay rent no
moreBut he sure likes the spotBut in the furthest place
i've ever knownWhere even i so rarely roamThere lives a boy
who just come back from warHis flesh was wounded but he made it
back homeHis mother calls him by his given nameAnd the neighbors
whisper how he prefers to be aloneAnd he gets nightmares about
boys dripping blood sold for 2.99 a gallonBut when i get me all
real tiredAnd i got no more strength to roamI catch me a horse
driven carriage rideFrom a local man named ethan fromeHe
don't say much as he tips his hatAnd he carries his body as
heavy as leadAnd he could have been flying through the snow on
his sledBut he wife was in bed and the horses had to be
fedBesides it's 2.99 a storyPay up it's just 2.99 a
story...2.99 a gallon