Three bird feeders on a fence outside my window Hold on to my view A rocking chair on a porch goes back and forth Keeps eyes on every little move Flowers climb fences for the sake To go where the buffalo roam Go where the buffalo roam, yea Seems like a lot for a little bit of land Reminds me a lot how I feel about you Seems like a lot for a little bit of land Reminds me a lot how I feel about you Many blades in the grass Where I graze over past acres Of land I used to to own, darling Fill a tray with a glass of lemonade And a splash of something stronger than rainbows Seems like a lot for a little bit of land Reminds me a lot how I feel about you Seems like a lot for a little bit of land Reminds me a lot how I feel about you Flowers climb fences Watch the white paint change color Flowers climb fences for the sake To go where the buffalo roam Go where the buffalo roam