the White Buffalo on wishing it were true

Country, I was a soldier for you

did what you asked me to

it was wrong and you knew

Country, now I’m just a stranger to you

A number a name it’s true

Throw me away when you’re through

The home of the brave and the free

The red white and blue

Well I wish it was true

Hat tip to my buddy Jeff for uncovering this gem of a songwriter for me. You can find more of the White Buffalo here.

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