VERSE 1:
one of us must always hunt the buffalo…
indians…in the end…
although we may have never asked to have it so…
you know that we may never have that chance again
REFRAIN 1:
so who will be the first to tell me to “let it go”?
well i won’t apologize for who i am…
then maybe you’ll be first to claim the right to know…
well then don’t expect a hand….
and tell that man to scram…
VERSE 2:
i’ll make my way to old folks home in 40-odd years…
so say your prayers…
and make amends…
i’ll make my way to center stage despite all my fears
’til here we are…
right right back again…
REFRAIN 2:
so who will be the first to tell me to “let it all go”?
i won’t apologize for who i am…
and maybe you’re prepared to play, but me, i don’t know….
so find another man…
and don’t expect a hand…