Three bird feeders on a fence outside my window
Hold on to my view
A rocking chair on a porch goes back and forth
Keeps eyes on every little move
Flowers climb fences for the sake
To go where the buffalo roam
Go where the buffalo roam, yea
Seems like a lot for a little bit of land
Reminds me a lot how I feel about you
Seems like a lot for a little bit of land
Reminds me a lot how I feel about you
Many blades in the grass
Where I graze over past acres
Of land I used to to own, darling
Fill a tray with a glass of lemonade
And a splash of something stronger than rainbows
Seems like a lot for a little bit of land
Reminds me a lot how I feel about you
Seems like a lot for a little bit of land
Reminds me a lot how I feel about you
Flowers climb fences
Watch the white paint change color
Flowers climb fences for the sake
To go where the buffalo roam
Go where the buffalo roam
