Shoot the Buffalo 1. Stand up my dearest dear, And present me with your hand. And we’ll all run away To some far distant land, Where the ladies knit and sew, And the men they plow and hoe. And we’ll ramble in the canbrake And shoot the buffalo. 2. Where the women sit and patch While the men they stand and scratch, And we’ll all meet together In the old potato patch. Oh, it’s all the way from Georgia To Texas I must go Just to ramble round the canebrake And shoot the buffalo. 3. Come all you fine young girls Who have got a mind to go. Well, if you can make us clothing And if you can knit and sew, We will build you five log cabins By the blessed Ohio, Through the canebrake we will wander, And chase the buffalo.