The White Buffalo is American musician and singer-songwriter Jake Smith (born in Oregon in 1974/1975, and raised in California).
The White Buffalo is said to be a throwback to the time of hard touring, hard drinking artists who really lived what they sang about. Everything about him is big, from his imposing physical size to his amazing vocal range. He’s as comfortable playing in a dive bar as he is in front of thousands in a European arena.
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BB GUNS AND DIRT BIKES, THE WHITE BUFFALO Tuning: Standard Tabbed by: George O. E-mail: [email protected]
This another great song from The White Buffalo. It's pretty easy to play, but it may help to play along with the track once.From the YouTube videos I watched, it looks like Jake plays the C barred on the 8th fret and just slides this formation up and down the fret board. I think its easier to play and sounds just fine barred on 3.
[Intro] C (8-10-10-9-8-8)
[Verse] C We were ridin out with heads in the sky FC We were ten and twelve and thirteen FC We got BB guns and dirt bikes G And heads full of crowded dreams
C We always won in the hot suburban sun FC We were kings of the west side track FC These new kids over cross Slater Street G Comin on like a heart attack
[Chorus]
Mama says FC Where are ya going? FG And when will you be comin home? CF With my brother and my memory CGC I’ll bring my history home
[Verse] C Sealed with piss and with pride through the streets we would ride FC Over cracks in the dirt and weeds FC We’d best be home by suppertime G Just in time to craft a scheme
C If you’ve got my back heres the plan of attack FC Listen up if you would boys please FC We’ll hit these pussies round midnight G And roll off like a band of thieves
[Chorus] Mama says FC Where are ya going? FG And when will you be comin home? CF With my brother and my memory CGC I’ll bring my history home
[Verse] C With quiverin eyes and our fear in disguise FC We gathered all that would burn in the breeze FC We hit the asphalt howlin like hellfire G Had no time to get weak in the knees
C Under the cover of night when the timing was right FC Like a furious army of three FC We’d light up the sky like the fourth of July G And race home like it was a dream
[Chorus] And Mama yells FC Where have ya been? FG And where the hell are ya comin from? CF With my brother and my memory CGC I’ll bring my victory home CF With my brother and my memory CGC I’ll bring my history home