Songwriter Ted Nugent was, and is, a huge fan of the American Indian, for obvious reasons.
The song describes the conventional wisdom that hunters killed off most American bison (there is actually a native European bison, separated by the last ice age and barely a separate species).
In reality, th...
All right!
Well, listen everybody
To what I got to say
There's hope for tomorrow
If we wake up today
Well, it happened long ago
In the new magic land
The Indians and the buffalo
They existed hand in hand
Well, the Indians needed food
And skins for a roof
Only took what they needed
Millions of buffalo were the proof
I said, hey!
But then came the white man
With his thick and empty head
He couldn't see past the billfold
He wanted all the buffalo dead
So the Indians had a fear
There we no buffalo to be found
The magic seemed to be missing
It started to look like a burial ground
But above the canyon walls
Strong eyes did glow
The leader of the land
The great white buffalo
The great white buffalo
Great white buffalo
Well, he got the battered herd
And he led 'em 'cross the land
With the great white buffalo
They gonna make a final stand
Now, listen everybody
To what I've got to say
There's hope for tomorrow
We wake up on today
There's hope for tomorrow
If we wake up today
The great white buffalo
The great white buffalo
The great white buffalo