Chase the Buffalo
Pierce Pettis Lyrics


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Indians of long ago
Followed after buffalo
They found a use for every part
Everything except his heart

I have wandered like those herds
Lost in music, lost in words
But the hunger leads me on
Seductive like a siren's song

And I can put my ear right to the ground
Just to hear those motors humming
The pounding sound of hoofbeats
Like a thousand guitars strumming
And there is music in all this
It is all material
Before the beauty melts like snow
Chase the buffalo

People in these halls and bars
They wish on me like I'm a star
But I can never fill that hole
I am not their buffalo

And the gravity of the situation makes me start to fall
My guitar like a fire alarm is ringing off the wall
And there is music in all this
It is all material
Before the beauty melts like snow
Chase the buffalo

East of Eden, west of the night
The sun lies bleeding in a dying light
And the lady in the Cheyenne moon
Is singing out her mournful tune

So I chase the herds again
Smear the warpaint on my skin
Riding west with all my might
Where the sun is holding off the night

I cannot name this passion
Don't know where this stuff comes from
Maybe its a trail of tears
Or just a trail of crumbs
But there is music in all this
It is all material




Before the beauty melts like snow
Chase the buffalo

Overall Meaning

Pierce Pettis's "Chase the Buffalo" discusses the theme of human nature and the inherent desire to constantly chase something, be it buffalo, music, or passion. The song starts with an allusion to Native American traditions, citing the example of how the Indians of long ago followed after buffalo, utilizing every part of its body except its heart. This sets up the metaphor for the rest of the song, with Pettis comparing himself to the buffalo, and the various things he chases in life as the humans who followed after the ancient herds.


The first verse also mentions how Pettis has wandered like those herds, lost in music and lost in words. He describes the hunger that drives him forward, a temptation as seductive as a siren's song. This is a common theme in the world of music and art, where artists are often driven by an insatiable desire to create, to be heard, and to make an impact. The verses that follow further explore this theme, with Pettis acknowledging how people often look up to him as a star, but he is unable to fill the emotional void that they seek to satisfy.


There is a sense of desperation in the song, as Pettis seems to be trying to grasp at something intangible, something that is always just beyond his reach. He describes the pounding sound of hoofbeats, like a thousand guitars strumming, and the music that is present in all of it. The final verse is perhaps the most poignant, as Pettis describes himself "chasing the herds again," smearing warpaint on his skin and riding west with all his might. He does not know where this passion comes from, but music is his way of chasing the buffalo and capturing the beauty of life before it melts away like snow.


Line by Line Meaning

Indians of long ago
Native Americans from the distant past


Followed after buffalo
Tracked and hunted wild buffalo


They found a use for every part
They utilized every part of the animal


Everything except his heart
They did not use the buffalo's heart


I have wandered like those herds
I have roamed aimlessly like the buffalo herds


Lost in music, lost in words
I get lost in the power of music and language


But the hunger leads me on
My deep desire drives me forward


Seductive like a siren's song
Irresistibly alluring, like a mythical siren's song


And I can put my ear right to the ground
I can listen closely to the earth


Just to hear those motors humming
To hear the rumbling of engines


The pounding sound of hoofbeats
The powerful noise of running hooves


Like a thousand guitars strumming
Resembling the sound of many guitars playing in unison


And there is music in all this
There is beauty in all things, even loud or chaotic sounds


It is all material
All of this inspiration can be used to create art


Before the beauty melts like snow
Before the moment of inspiration passes


Chase the buffalo
Pursue and capture the fleeting beauty of the world


People in these halls and bars
The people around me in bars and music venues


They wish on me like I'm a star
They have high expectations of my musical talent


But I can never fill that hole
I will never be able to meet all of their needs and desires


I am not their buffalo
I cannot be everything to everyone


And the gravity of the situation makes me start to fall
The weight of expectations is overwhelming


My guitar like a fire alarm is ringing off the wall
My music is loud and powerful like a blaring warning signal


East of Eden, west of the night
Between paradise and darkness


The sun lies bleeding in a dying light
Sunset signals the end of day and the fading of light


And the lady in the Cheyenne moon
The mythical woman associated with the full moon in Cheyenne culture


Is singing out her mournful tune
Her voice echoes over nighttime landscapes with sadness


So I chase the herds again
I pursue creativity and inspiration like the buffalo hunters of old


Smear the warpaint on my skin
Become energized and inspired through creative expression


Riding west with all my might
Moving forward with full force


Where the sun is holding off the night
Where daylight lingers and night has not yet dominated


I cannot name this passion
I do not fully understand or have a name for this desire


Don't know where this stuff comes from
I do not know where my inspiration and drive originate


Maybe its a trail of tears
Perhaps my journey is marked by sadness and difficulty


Or just a trail of crumbs
Or, perhaps the path is unclear and only marked by small clues




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Comments from YouTube:

Darren Zieger

An absolutely extraordinary, thoughtful, gorgeous song. Contemporary folk doesn't get any better than this.

Sonam Palmo

C'mon, folks...Listen and love him.

GHXSTEYEZ

as a native american sioux. Boy i really wanna chase a buffalo.. but i cant, it might chase me instead 😂🙏

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