Buffalo

The summer months left me alone

But the fall rolled in on the back of a storm

In the night, you and I drove

Have you ever seen lightning and snow?All these weeks without a note

It's like a ticking clock every time that you phone

I've run aground, truth be told

And when it comes to me, I'll let you knowDon't be like thatJust my luck an Irish rose

In a drinking hole, I'd played a thousand one shows

What you need is to just go home

And when it comes to you don't leave it aloneDon't be like thatUp ahead the roads were closed

And the Genny's ran most of Buffalo

The customs man at border control

Said yes, you can go but you won't make it homeDon't be like that