Vut on the prairie where the snakeroot greets the sun Lived a shaggy mother bison and her little calf One Wallow said the mother I wallow said the One So they wallowed in the dust where the snakeroot greets the sun
Out on the prairie where the sky is crystal blue Lived a speedy mother pronghorn and her little fawns Two Run said the mother We run said the Two So they ran through the wheatgrass where the sky is crystal blue
