Texty:
Buffalo Springfield Buffalo Springfield Again

Listen to my bluebird laugh She can't tell you why Deep within her heart, you see She knows only crying, just crying There she sits, aloft a perch Strangest

The lights turned on and the curtain fell down And when it was over it felt like a dream They stood at the stage door and begged for a scream The agents

Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season I'll cop out to the

Soft winds blow in the summer time Young lovers feel so free Walking hand in hand down the shady lane What happened to me? What happened to me? Did you

There's a woman that you ought to know And she's coming, singing soft and low Singing rock and roll, she's a joy to know 'Neath the shadow of a soothing

again, And give it a shot. Maybe now we can show the world, What we've got. But I'd just like to play for the fun we had. Buffalo Springfield again. Buffalo Springfield

again, And give it a shot. Maybe now we can show the world, What we've got. But I'd just like to play for the fun we had. Buffalo Springfield again. Buffalo Springfield

again, And give it a shot. Maybe now we can show the world, What we've got. But I'd just like to play for the fun we had. Buffalo Springfield again. Buffalo Springfield again