G                           C           G
It's been 45 days since the snows have begun
  G                      D
I stare at the fire and long for the sun
 C                                    G            C
As the bitter winds blow through the mouth of the pass
 G                D         C
I sit here and dream of the Buffalo Grass
 G                             C               G
The ponies are shaggy, their coats have grown long
 G                                    D
With their heads down they huddle together as one
 C                               G            C
At the window my breath forms a mist on the glass
G                             D       C
As I patiently wait for the Buffalo Grass


[Chorus]
 C                               D              G
The seasons still turn and the prairies still yearn
 G                            D
For those who were here long ago
   C                              G         C
The Sioux have all gone and the bison moved on
 G                           D
And soon I will follow them home
   G                            C       G
Molly passed in September and left me alone
   G                           D
Now my heart is as heavy and round as a stone
  C                  G          C
Too many years have gone by too fast
 G                             D        C
And I long for the feel of the Buffalo Grass
G                              C              G
Now the animals sleep as the world holds its breath
 G                          D
The woods are as still and silent as death
  C                                         G         C
When the mountain streams flow spring will follow at last
 G                                          D     C
And the wind will blow free through the Buffalo Grass


[Chorus]
  C                               D              G
The seasons still turn and the prairies still yearn
 G                            D
For those who were here long ago
 C                                G         C
The Sioux have all gone and the bison moved on
  G                         D
And soon I will follow them home
 G                             C      G
The geese will return as a symbol of change
 G                        D
The elk will be foraging out on the range
  C                             G           C
Once again nature's pallet will color the pass
   G                            D       C
And I will find peace in the Buffalo Grass
    G                           D      C
Yes I will find peace in the Buffalo Grass