Buffalo Girl

Well your solace sank in a fiery fight
Between your nose and the wind on the bridge that night
Oh it’s a cold one, but quiet waiting for starlight
A fog rolled in and choked my eyes,
And you and every other thing in sight
Was a pleasant, kind of undefined

So buffalo girl put on your dress, I know how you hate to see me like this

In the tail light tale of evenings past
Where the headlights fell and the shadows cast
In the kind of crash that never lasts
And in the silence left from nothing told
There’s four eyes fixed on a gravel road
And ten or so miles to go

So buffalo girl put on your dress, I know how you hate to see me like this

Well the one thing worse then nothing said
Is two hearts howling like their going mad
And I know, I can’t handle that
Well I’m a fumbling fake and a fucking fool
And that’s why I can’t fall in love with you
And two and fro are all I do