Ray Davies

Music

Lyrics

Americana

I wanna make my home
Where the buffalo roam
In that great panorama
My baby brother and me
In the land of the free

Americana

In my school-boy world
I always get the girl
On that great silver screen
’Cos since I was a teen
You know I had this dream

Americana oh

Running high on inspiration
Taken from those Wild West heroes
Full of expectations of the road
On that winding trail to somewhere
Young and foolish though we did not
Care what dangers lay in store and so

In the steps of the great pioneers
Over air, sea and land, still I can’t understand
How I’m going to get there from here
Wherever it goes it’s going to take me somewhere

Americana

Kentucky moon, Montana sky, Sierra Nevada
It’s an epic ride
But it’s a long, long drive

Americana oh

I wanna make my home
Where the buffalo roam oh