Kathleen Edwards - 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 know

Don't be like that

Just 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 alone

Don't be like that

Up ahead the roads
Were closed
And the Gennys ran
Most of Buffalo
The customs man
At border control
Said yes you can go
But you won't
Make it home

Don't be like that