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AmThe summer months left me Calone AmBut the fall rolled iCn on the Gback of a storm AmIn the night you and I Cdrove AmHave you ever Cseen lGightning and snow?
AmAll these weeks without a Cnote AmIt's like a ticking Cclock Every Gtime that you phone AmI've run aground truth be Ctold And when it Amcomes to Cme GI'll let you know
Don't Dmbe likeG 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 Dmbe like Gthat 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 Dmbe like Gthat