Buffalo-Pinhead Gunpowder

Buffalo once roamed The great expanse of our country Now they stand in the sandbox In the corner of the city We had our picnics in the park Watching the bison mope Once a proud and noble beast Now the butt of our bad jokes You saw me off at the station In your leopard print coat and hat It was so a cliché we had to laugh Waving at me as I leftBut when the laughter made us sadder Than the leaving could have had In a flash I criedOh goodbye girl of mine When it came time for me to go The buffalo had the last laugh Waiting at the gate they sneered They strut and pranced How did I know I thoughA thing like that A fling was only fleeting An instant in the distant past Meant to end not made to last You saw me off at the station In your leopard print coat and hat It was so a cliché we had to laugh Waving at me as I leftBut when the laughter made us sadder Than the leaving could have had In a flash I criedGoodbye girl it was a time What a time a time to remember Something that good Can't last forever But now I wonder if It might have after all As the train pulled away it hit me What I really would be missing As laughter could be Leaving wa not as bitter or sweet