Somewhere far away where I roam   There live my buffalo twin in our twin buffalo home   He calls me by my native name   And takes good care of my native son   He even lets us drink spring water on Sundays 2.99 a gallon     And somewhere further down the road where I also roam   There lives my caterpillar cousin beneath a fancy engraved tomb head stone   In the middle of his southern town   Beneath a cemetery burial plot   He don't pay rent no more   But he sure likes the spot     But in the furthest place I've ever known   Where even I so rarely roam   There lives a boy who just come back from war   His flesh was wounded but he made it back home   His mother calls him by his given name   And the neighbors whisper how he prefers to be alone   And he gets nightmares about boys dripping blood sold for 2.99 a gallon     But when I get me all real tired   And I got no more strength to roam   I catch me a horse driven carriage ride   From a local man named Ethan Frome   He don't say much as he tips his hat   And he carries his body as heavy as lead   And he could have been flying through the snow on his sled  But he wife was in bed and the horses had to be fed   Besides it's 2.99 a story   Pay up it's just 2.99 a story...   2.99 a gallon