James Taylor - Baby Buffalo Lyrics

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Are you there     Can you hear me
Somewhere    Near me
In the morning    Long ago
Had to hold you so close    Had to never let go
Time on the river     Sliding on by
Hard to believe    Wink of an eye

Where'd you go Baby Buffalo
What's become of old Cotton Eyed Joe
Holed up, lying low
Long gone come a summertime snow

Talked to your doctor    Making her rounds
Ninety-six tears    One thousand clowns
There they are    Shining bright
True creation     Pure delight
They go on    So do you
On and on    Maybe me too

Long ago Baby Buffalo
What's become of old Cotton Eyed Joe
Holed up, lying low
Long gone come a summertime snow

Hold on to now     Till you have to let go
Easy through your fingers    Ever so
I'm just guessing    I don't know
Maybe it's a blessing   I sure hope so

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lyrics submitted by Erin