Biography:
Donna the Buffalo is an American band from Trumansburg, New York, that formed in 1989. Their eclectic and often socially-conscious music has it's base in traditional mountain music and is infused with elements of Cajun/ zydeco, rock, folk, reggae, and country. The group’s core are vocalists Tara Nevins, who plays fiddle, guitar, accordion, and scrubboard, and guitarist Jeb Puryear. Keyboardist Dave McCracken, bassist Jay Sanders, and drummer Vic Stafford complete the ensemble.
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[Main riff]
G C D
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B|-----------------------|-----------5--------5---|-----------7--------7--|
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E|--3--------------------|------------------------|-----------------------|
[Intro]
|G |G |G |G |C |C |C |C
|G |G |G |G |D |D |D |D
[Verse]
G C G
Oh mama, there's a mad man climbing, up the clocktower,
D G
Sing my favorite tunes, about the desperate hour
G C G
Well you know, I done lost my bag, Forgot all my charms,
D G
Now I raise my voice, and sound the alarm
[Chorus]
G C G
We're gonna have, such a big parade, everybody's going
D G
Yea well really have it made, when the trumpets start to blow
[Verse]
G C G
Oh Where, Oh Where, where is the beauty, Im seeing in my dreams
D G
Its just out of sight, Yea its just out of reach
G C G
Yea but somewhere, somewhere, there's a bus thats leaving, Love one strike the magic chord,
D G
yea we’re off to cleveland, why don't you get on board
[Chorus]
G C G
And the driver, Is an aparitian, Leader of the cosmic dust,
D G
One more mystic reason, to get on that bus
[Chorus]
D G
Yea well really have it made when the trumpets start to blow (Repeat)
G C D
e|-----------------------|------------------------|-----------------------|
B|-----------------------|-----------5--------5---|-----------7--------7--|
G|-----------4--------4--|--------5--------5------|--------7--------7-----|
D|--------5--------5-----|-----5--------5---------|-----7--------7--------|
A|-----5--------5--------|--3---------------------|--5--------------------|
E|--3--------------------|------------------------|-----------------------|
[Intro]
|G |G |G |G |C |C |C |C
|G |G |G |G |D |D |D |D
[Verse]
G C G
Oh mama, there's a mad man climbing, up the clocktower,
D G
Sing my favorite tunes, about the desperate hour
G C G
Well you know, I done lost my bag, Forgot all my charms,
D G
Now I raise my voice, and sound the alarm
[Chorus]
G C G
We're gonna have, such a big parade, everybody's going
D G
Yea well really have it made, when the trumpets start to blow
[Verse]
G C G
Oh Where, Oh Where, where is the beauty, Im seeing in my dreams
D G
Its just out of sight, Yea its just out of reach
G C G
Yea but somewhere, somewhere, there's a bus thats leaving, Love one strike the magic chord,
D G
yea we’re off to cleveland, why don't you get on board
[Chorus]
G C G
And the driver, Is an aparitian, Leader of the cosmic dust,
D G
One more mystic reason, to get on that bus
[Chorus]
D G
Yea well really have it made when the trumpets start to blow (Repeat)
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