Lyrics Ricky Nelson – Big Chief Buffalo Nickel (Desert Blues)

A way out on the wind swept desert
Where nature favours no man
A buffalo found his brother
Lying baked on the sun baked sand

Big chief buffalo nickel
was a mighty man in his day
He never used a syckle
To clear the bushes away
He roamed around from tent to tent
Heed everything in sight
He loved his squaw, everyone he saw
He loved a new one every night

A way out on the wind swept desert
I heard a big indian moan
I left my tent, ’cause I knew what it meant
I swore I never more would roam
It was dawn when I reached Saint Pete
My legs were certainly sore
I must have lost fifty pounds
On that hot desert ground
And I’d lose that many more

Big chief buffalo nickel
was a mighty man in his day
He never used a syckle
To clear the bushes away