Has the Buzzard given up?
No Mouth, there's no such luck
You might think you have me on the run
But this great battle of ours, has just begun

You have yet to hear uncle, from this Canadian bird
Even though more than once, you have called me a turd
I'm in Canada, yes believe me I'm alive and well
Where you ask, I don't think I should yet tell
You have been looking, for me I'm told
I can tell you, here it's darn cold

In my buzzard nest stayin alive
Long flight, I didn't think I'd ever arrive
The Canadian home fires, have somehow gone out
The cold may freeze, the beak off this old bird no doubt

Canadian Buzzard in the land of the great deep freeze
But I'm stayin alive, I have to find my winter BVDS
That's long johns, for those from the deep south
It'll get warmer, if I get caught by the Mouth
I hope this wood fire soon catches
Hey has anyone got matches

This is sure not good bye
But I am stayin alive