My shadow left my mind and went a walkin' 'round and found a nickel on the ground    And the buffalo upon one side he got up and walked away    And the indian upon the other side gave out a sigh and said thats better now    Without the buffalo    Without the buffalo x 2   Without the buffalo im just and indian    I'm free and clear    The indian went walkin' 'round and sat upon the Hill to watch the sun go down    But he couldnt find his people, he got up and walked away    And he sat beside the fire, and gave out a sigh We're all forgotten now    Where is my tomahawk    My days are gone    Where is my tent    Where is my planting ground    Where is my land    This reservation's wrong    Whose this white man    My people never smile    Where is my brother    My children ignorant    Where is my squaw    Where's my buffalo