Tono: C
Introducción: C F C G F G
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I'm going to sing a song about a man who I have met
C G
He lives alone in a quiet town
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His face I'll never forget
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And every line that marks his face
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Is not from age I'm sure
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It's from aiming through a 308
G
As in his saddle he sits tall
C F G
And will the real Buffalo Bill please stand
C F C G
Holding a beer and a gun in each hand
C F C G
Those bright blue eyes give away more then he knows
C F C G
When they sparkle as his story tells of chasing buffalo
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And if I were born fifty years ago
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He'd laugh and grin with his mates
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But do they really understand
C G
About the days back then those buffalo
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And catching them by hand
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That, life of his, a wife and kids
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And too much rum don't go
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For a man, a father, a ringer, A charmer
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And a life with buffalo
C F G
And will the real Buffalo Bill please stand
C F C G
(He was) Holding a beer and a gun in each hand
C F C G
Those bright blue eyes give away more then he knows
C F C G
When they sparkle as his story tells of chasing buffalo
F G C C/B Am G F G C F C
And if I were born fifty years ago
C G
Well the breaker he now no longer rides
F G C
Or risks a wild stampede
C G
He just dreams about those days long gone
F G
And life of danger he is free
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And I'm glad I met the man who lives in Camoweal today
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To sing this song and carry on his life of yesterday
C F G
And the real Buffalo Bill did stand
C F C G
He was holding a beer and a gun in each hand
C F
And in fifty years just look up high
C G
And catch a glimpse of horse
C F
Face to face with those buffalo
C G
Saying, "She'll be right of course"
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And if I were born fifty years ago
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I wouldn't like to be a buffalo No No
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And if I were born fifty years ago