Buffalo Tom is an American alternative rock band from Boston, Massachusetts, formed in 1986. Its principal members are guitarist Bill Janovitz, bassist Chris Colbourn, and drummer Tom Maginnis. The band's name is derived from the band Buffalo Springfield and the first name of the drummer.
According to Songfacts, Buffalo Tom's name is derived from the band Buffalo Springfield and the first name of the drummer Tom Maginnis. The band epitomized the rise of indie guitar rock in the 1990s
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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: [email protected] ('Yoast' Nicasie) Subject: CRD/LYR: I'm Allowed - Buffalo Tom
Yesterday I posted a request for the lyrics to I'm allowed by Buffalo Tom. Thanks to Ben McTernan ([email protected]) I'm able to post the song (along with the chords I figured out myself). Just like an earlier post, I know the song from a semi-unplugged album from a Dutch radio show (2 Meter Sessies, vol.5, Radio Records 477702-2, distributed by Sony), so it can slightly differ from the original.
I'm allowed - Buffulo Tom
G - G/F#
EmAm Waited for an answer Am/BCGG/F# Cause I waited twenty-five years EmAm They stopped my bleeding Am/BCGG/F# But could never stop all those tears
EmAm Waiting for the day when Am/BCGG/F# You came out from beneath all that weight EmAm I've tried to lift it Am/BCGAmC But it seems I got there too late
GAmC Just too late GAmC Just too late GAmC I'm allowed
G - G/F#
Came to the party But I got my own signals crossed Thought I was welcome But I felt like I should get lost
Know that I'm older 'Cause I feel that everywhere I could talk to no one 'Cause I knew not one person there
No one's there They just stared 'Cause they're allowed
As vivid as a car-wreck Watch them dripping off highway ramps She came to me smiling With her heart underneath both her hands
She spoke of a French boy At least two times through the night It could have been the liquor Or the music, but that is alright