Lyrics デザート・ブルース 細野晴臣

Way out the windswept desert Where nature favors no man Buffalo found his brother At rest on the sunbaked sand Now he said,'My brother what ailis you? Has Sickness got you this way?' Oh his brother never said 'Cause his brother was dead Been dead since way last May Big chief Buffalo Nickel A mighty man in his day Never once used a sickie To clear the bushes away Now he'd go around from tent to tent Eat everything in sight He loved the squaw, every one he saw He loved a new one every night Way out the windswept desert I heard a big indian moan I left my tent, I knew what it meant And I swore I'd never more roam Now it was dawn when I reached St.Pete My legs were certainly sore I must have lost, desert ground And I'd lose that many more