Down At The Lah De Dah lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
On a patch of sand
Where the warm wind blows
Not a TV set, not a radio
Just an old guitar when the sun sinks low
Down at the Lah De Dah
When the stars come out
It's the place to be
If you're all alone needing company
It's a lover's bar where the fun is free
Down at the Lah De Dah
Down at the Lah De Dah
There's a perfect margarita in a Mason jar
At the end of the world in a sea of dreams
Where the ocean smiles and the seagulls scream
We all know just how lucky we are
Down at the la, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
Down at the Lah De Dah
Take it, boys
When you're back at work
At your nine-to-five
And it's pourin' rain on your morning drive
You'll remember when you were last alive
Down at the Lah De Dah
Down at the Lah De Dah
There's a perfect margarita in a Mason jar
At the end of the world in a sea of dreams
Where the ocean smiles and the seagulls scream
We all know just how lucky we are
Down at the la, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
Down at the Lah De Dah
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
Down at the Lah De Dah
When the band strikes up
And the sun is down
The Pirate King buys another round
And the rumors fly mermaids are in town
Down at the Lah De Dah
(Oh, I think I see some Doylies in here tonight)
Down at the la, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
Down at the Lah De Dah
Cha, cha, cha
Who Gets To Live Like This lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
There are waves outside my window
There are airplanes in the sky
There are ships on the horizon
And a beach always nearby
Fish tacos on the table, no surfer can resist
How did I get this lucky?
Tell me who gets to live like this
I left my inhibitions
Receding with the tide
Talking with the turtles
Lying side by side
Seeking wiser counsel on a girl I can't resist
Pass the seaweed salad
Tell me who gets to live like this
Singing for money, playin' for fun
How did I wind up in this band on the run?
Wake it up, make it up, shake it up, take it up
There's more ways than one
Jack of all trades, master of none
With fortune or without it
For paydays or for free
More latitudes than attitudes
More everyone and less me
Just knowing what is possible
Is the ring you don't want to miss
I'm happy to inform you
That we get to live like this
That we all get to live this
Live like this
Hmm, get to live like this
Get to live like this
Get to live like this
Get to live like this
Get to live like this
The Devil I Know lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Three in the morning came without a warning
Wound up with some old buccaneers
Tellin' lies about the time I won the Nobel Prize
Guess who bought all the beers
Well, you'd think I'd have tamed my old dragons by now
I've always tried to be a good scout
But every now and then they come swoopin' in
Saying, "Bubba, it's time to go out"
Now it's fun to wake up in a strange chateau
After racing 'round Paris in a Deux Chevaux
My wingman's crashing but I'm not flying solo
'Cause he traded places with the devil I know
Devil I know, devil I know
Well, life can be confusing but things need excusin'
To separate the turns from the twists
If I had a Richter scale for spouting forked tales
We'd all be high on that shit list
Well, the hitch to living hard is when you drop your guard
And wind up in a headline or a cell
Then compromise, or, worse, apologize
Welcome to the world of sinkin' spells
Messing with my mind was fun at the time
Tossing to and fro in a tricky undertow
Deviants and derelicts, lurking high and low
Ridin' shotgun with the devil I know
Devil I know, devil I know
Let's go ridin', devil
There were times, there were places
We played near and far
From the old Anchor Inn to the Suez Canal bar
From the Kraken to Manhattan
Le Select to Old Saigon
Mojitos in Havana
Timbuktu 'til dawn
Three in the mornin', feral cats are yawnin'
Full moon sinking in the bay
Spoonbills in flight, oh, what a sight
As I sip on my café au lait
Well, the birds got me thinkin' 'bout going day drinkin'
A hall pass to be the old me
Don't need hops and barley to throw a little party
Señorita, una mas iced tea
Hell, it's fun to go fishing on a new slack tide
Wake up living life on the flip side
Them dragons ain't gone, but they're fading like an old tattoo
Lots of mystery in the history of the devils I knew
Devils I knew, devils I knew
The Slow Lane lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Ridin' in the slow, slow lane
Throttlin' down
Ridin' in the slow, slow lane
Taking time to look around
Everybody's heading into town
But we are not
Volume's up and the windows down
Feelin' hot, hot, hot
You and me together, babe
Gonna let it all roll
'Cause everything is better now
When we take it slow
Ridin' in the slow, slow lane
Life's the blink of an eye, my, my
Ridin' in the slow, slow lane
Blue angels paint the sky
We don't have a worry
Just a surfer and his girl
Everything is in our reach
Not a care in the world
Great to get a second chance
Won't need a third
Only one direction now
Shout it out, forward
Drivin' in the slow, slow lane
Watch the fog disappear, my dear
Ridin' in the slow, slow lane
Maybe stop and grab a beer
Oh, that summer sun, wind in your hair
Half the fun is getting there
When you're ridin' in the slow, slow lane (Slow lane)
Good life's in our reach
Ridin' in the slow, slow lane (Slow lane)
Meet us at the beach
Drivin' in the slow (Slow lane), slow lane (Slow lane)
Ridin' in the slow, slow lane (Slow lane)
Drivin' in the slow lane (Slow lane)
Ridin' in the slow lane (Slow lane)
Slow lane
Cussin' Island lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Hello, kiddies
No, it's not Mr. Rogers
It's Jimmy, with a little tale
Hmm, maybe you'll like this
I know, I never should have written this song
I know, I'm in trouble if your kids sing along
I hope you don't misconstrue
This could be my Waterloo if you do
And I know the same thing could happen to you
Cruisin' down the coast of Panama with my kids
Snorkelin' with the stingrays, 'cudas and the squids
Things were goin' way too well
All of a sudden heaven turned into hell
If you dare to venture out on the ocean
It's unavoidable to face some commotion
My kids were fightin' on the foredeck
What the hell would Huck Finn do?
Hey, young lady, did I just hear you call
Your brother a stupid little shit?
You know you're not allowed to use those words
Now apologize lickety split
That's why I'm takin' you to Cussin' Island
Headin' this boat south
I think you should know
That's where I met Cousteau
And we will work on your potty mouth
And when we get to Cussin' Island
I'm gonna drop you on the beach
Anchor way out, get ready for the bout
And watch you exercise your freedom of speech
At first they looked a little frightened and dismayed
Just like those weird contestants on Naked and Afraid
It started with a smirk, then the dirty words came gushin'
I saw dolphins swimmin' by, even they were blushin'
I stood there on the bow feelin' like a hypocrite
As they fired unholy salvos like a German Messerschmitt
And they cussed horseflies, homework, Taliban and Barney
Piano lessons, etiquette sessions, wakin' up too early
Makin' beds, takin' meds, invasion of our space
They kept it up until they both turned blue in the face
World on our shoulders
Feelin' like boulders
We're tired, please give us a hand
This is some weird shit
Cussin' ain't worth it
Let's bury those words in the sand
Downwind, I could hear every word loud and clear
Having second thoughts of bringin' them here
It was just a split second decision
Their repertoire was never envisioned
Past time to put an exit plan into gear
Time flies, now all my little pirates are grown
Soon they'll be raisin' buccaneers of their own
Do I think they learned a lesson?
Or was it just a silly ass show?
Well, the answer is part of the problem
The simple truth, fuck no
That's why we have to have Cussin' Island
Our rally point and rendezvous
I've sailed many a mile, collected millions of smiles
And I know the same thing could happen to you
That's right, it could happen to you
And you know where it could happen to you?
Cussin' Island
Oceans Of Time lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
(originally by Paul Brady)
Come every day, it's sink or swim
Take it to heart or on a whim
Are we the loser or the hero? (Or the hero?)
It's a dice throw (It's a dice throw)
So what if we lose our focus?
Nobody's gonna notice
Oceans of time will wash on by
Ebbing, flowing through our lives
Why should we hurry the tide?
You and I
Only have oceans of time
Sunrise to sunrise, it's a game
24 hours doesn't change
No point to beg, steal or borrow
From tomorrow (From tomorrow)
Whatever we need, we have it
Let's not get stuck in traffic
Oceans of time will wash on by
Ebbing, flowing through our lives
Why should we hurry the tide?
You and I
Only have oceans of time
Oceans of time will wash on by
Ebbing, flowing through our lives
Why should we hurry the tide?
You and I
Only have oceans of time
Only have oceans of time
Hey, That's My Wave lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
It used to be so easy
Life was so well-defined
Walk to the beach and ride the ocean
Any place, any time
The ocean's always been my mother
Salt water is the perfect cure
But now my home break's on a website
That's got me thinkin' Ecuador
Hey, that's my wave
Surfin' is my life
Hey, that's my wave
Takes away the strife
When that summer swell starts rollin'
Pods of people droppin' in
Dirt lot's full of new pickups and Bimmers
I want my mornings back again
Hey, that's my wave
Surfin' is my life
(The thrill I crave)
Hey, that's my wave
Takes away the strife
(Let's all behave)
They're all paddlin' on the inside
Floating sideways on the board
Takin' selfies in a white wash
Nobody works anymore
Hey, that's my wave
(Man, you thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?)
Hey, that's my wave
(Yeah, a block)
Hey, that's my wave
(I'll meet you at the Shagwong, we'll talk about it)
(Hey dude, that's my wave)
I think it's time for a safari
Find a new spot far away
Leave the clowns and crowds behind me
Fightin' for rides the whole damn day
Hey, that's your wave
I'm outta here
(The thrill I crave)
Hey, that's my wave
I'm on the plane to Cussin' Island
(Let's all behave)
Hey, that's your wave
Hey, Jimmy, that's my wave, ha-ha
(The thrill I crave)
Hey, that's my wave
(Let's all behave)
Good luck
Enjoy it, dudes
The World Is What You Make It lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
I knew this African they call Hannibal
Rock it, roll it, send it down the avenue
Went out to see the Roman Empire fall, uh-huh, uh-huh
Two thousand elephants in gold chain-mail
Take it, shake it, make it what you wanna be
Them Roman legionnaires, they hit the trail, uh-huh, uh-huh
The world is what you make it
The world is what you make it, baby
The world is what you make it
When Cleopatra ruled Egypt's land
Jump down, turn around, look at what the monkey did
She went to find herself a mighty man, uh-huh, uh-huh
In come Antonio from Italy
Haul it, ball it, drag it up the pyramid
He never knew how hot a girl could be, uh-huh, uh-huh
The world is what you make it
The world is what you make it, baby
The world is what you make it
Don't start to hit me with your "no can do"
Bluesin', losin', workin' up an attitude
Clean up them windows, let the sun shine through, uh-huh, uh-huh
There ain't no happy time without no pain
Heartbreak, new date, move on up the alleyway
Pick up the pieces, hit the road again, uh-huh, uh-huh
The world is what you make it
The world is what you make it, baby
The world is what you make it
The world is what you make it
The world is what you make it, baby
The world is what you make it
The world is what you make it
Half Drunk lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
I'm only half drunk
If you were thinkin' of pourin' more wine
It's only midnight
And I got nothin', nothin' but time
Is it half empty or half full
This glass of mine?
I'm only half wrong
If you were thinkin' 'bout stayin' this time
It's only midnight
And I got nothin', nothin' but time
It may be half-baked
But I've got lots, lots of ideas
Hey darlin', here's one
Won't you come and lend me your ear?
Like Mona Lisa gave old Da Vinci that half smile
I'll paint a picture that will half convince you I'm fine
It's only midnight
And I've got nothin', nothin' but time
I got half a mind to tell you 'bout it, brother
It's always six of one, and half a dozen of the other
This or that, tit for tat
My baby's on the line
I'm always only half the way to makin' her all mine
I'm only half drunk
If you'll be buyin' one more round
I've been half crazy
Tryin' to simmer, simmer on down
You see half the people, but only half of half of the time
Tell me, how can a nickel stand right up to a dime?
I'm only half drunk
This night is half gone
And I'll be long gone before too long
It's only midnight
And I've got nothin', nothin' but time
I'm only half drunk
If you were thinkin' of pourin' more wine
Mailbox Money lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Sweet water, hidden river
Flows right by my place
Life is slow, fishing's good
That's how I spend my days
I've got a sun-browned local lady
She hails from Bon Secour
She makes the best fried shrimp and collard greens
Cold rosé is her pour
By now you must be wonderin' how I earn my pay
I write words and music, fact, I write them every day
Mailbox money
Been so good to me
When my ship comes sailin' in I feel like royalty
That old song just keeps playin' from sea to shinin' sea
That mailbox money sure been good to me
The postman starts his outboard
'Cause we get our mail by boat
That song I penned in '81 still keeps our world afloat
If it wasn't for the radio and those parrot-headed fans
I'd have to get a day gig, which would surely spoil my plans
Mail-boat money
Been so good to me
When my ship comes sailin' in I feel like royalty
They still hum that melody from France to Newfoundland
Mailbox money made me what I am
Put it in the mailbox
Put it in the mailbox
Now the postman, he retired two or three years back
Now he fishes every day and I take up the slack
I load that fifteen-foot pirogue US mail-boat down
Jump start my Johnson and spread the love around
Junk mail, bills and birthday cards on the last boat that remains
I'm a one-man crew but I still get through those floods and hurricanes
Mail-boat money
Down in LA, that's how our mail arrives
Drop us a line at zip code 36555
I love that mailbox money from sea to shinin' sea
Nothing else comes close to stackin' up
'Cept the Full-Moon Jubilee
Giggin' big fat flounders with Jimbo at slack tide
Mailbox money sure seems bona fide
That old song just keeps playin' from sea to shinin' sea
Mailbox money sure been good to me
(Put it in the mailbox)
Just keeps comin' in
(Put it in the mailbox)
What a boat ride this has been
(Put it in the mailbox)
(Put it in the mailbox)
Whole lotta jingle in that single
(Put it in the mailbox)
Cha-ching
(Put it in the mailbox)
Ooh, might go look at the mail Johnson
(Put it in the mailbox)
Maybe get a new guitar
(Put it in the mailbox)
I don't wanna be a star
Slack Tide lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
I've got a fish on the line
But there won't be a feast
We've got too much in common
And he shall be released
I've seen day turn to night
And watched the changin' of seasons
Things don't just happen
They happen for a reason
Maybe we'll meet in Exuma
Or down in the Keys
If I catch the right current
Or capture a breeze
Out here conflicts and chaos completely subside
Sailin' back to where I came from
Back to slack tide
Well, I think it's time to put some snorkels on
Turn your feet into flippers
Have some primal fun
Dance with a stranger in a Mardi Gras parade
Find an empty hammock, take a nap in the shade
You can't hold back the moon
Can't stop the ebb and flow
The water still comes and the water still goes
It turns mountains to sand
Gave ol' Noah his big ride
Then he dropped off his passengers
Down at slack tide
I can't control anybody
Other than myself
Leave those half empty thoughts
High up on the shelf
If you cut me some slack
I'll return the favor
Open that bottle of fine rum
That together, we will savor
Well, we could use some quiet
We could use a little calm
Find the good in everybody
Share that "one love" balm
Watch the predators and prey
Swim along side by side
'Neath the blue sky and mangroves
Down at slack tide
I wish the whole wide world could swim along
At slack tide
Swim along, swim along, swim along, swim along
At slack tide
Swim along, swim along, swim along, swim along
Live, Like It's Your Last Day lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Live, relive
Learn to forgive
Time just keeps slippin' away
Live, relive
Learn to forgive
Live like it's your last day
Cats have nine lives and eons to play
Planets and stars are light years away
Their cosmic clock ticks and it tocks
Here in the Milky Way
Just like a whirlpool, the universe has rules
There's no rehearsal or cosmic reversal
You can pray or stand still
Or grab one last cheap thrill
But here's all I have to say
Live like it's your last day
Sing karaoke and sip some rosé
This won't last forever
But if you're clever
You just might sail away
And live like it's your last day
Fuel the jet now, don't delay
Bucket lists are just cliché
No acts of contrition
Or asking for permission
You'll have lots of options this way
Live, relive
Learn to forgive
Time just keeps slippin' away
Live, relive
Learn to forgive
Live like it's your last day
(Live)
What you want, what you dream
What you might have heard was beyond your reach
(Oh, live)
On the water, on the wind
On the move, on the edge or maybe on the beach
(Oh, just live)
For the chance or the dance
Or the new romance in every single day
(Come on and live)
For the joy or the buzz or maybe just because
I can't think of a reason not to
Live, relive
Learn to forgive
Time just keeps slippin' away
(Time just keeps slippin' away)
Live, relive
Learn to forgive
Live like it's your last day
Time just keeps slipping away
15 Cuban Minutes lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Sana, sana colito de rana
Si, no sana hoy
Bueno sana mañana
Mañana, mañana
Lo que dice Havana
Si, no paso hoy
Paso mañana
Fifteen Cuban minutes
Fairly safe to say
Can feel more like an hour
Or the entire day
In the land where time means nothing
Not hard to slip away
El Diablo baila sábado
Y los curas on Sunday
Fifteen Cuban minutes
The end is out of sight
So I'll meet you by the cannon
On the Malecón tonight
It started in Havana
In nineteen-twenty-one
On the schooner Chiquimula
Where a party had begun
Primer cumpleaños
For a tiny lad at sea
And in my heart is still that faded photo of JD
Signal flags were flying
Atop the entire fleet
While the rhumba band from Santiago
Played the birthday boy to sleep
That's the tale was told to me
A sea dog nursery rhyme
And the music that was handed down
From a long forgotten time
Fifteen Cuban minutes
Get lost in the fog
Life's a test, just do your best
Like a three-legged dog
In the land where time means nothing
You can often lose your mind
Now place your bets, or better yet
Just join a conga line
Fifteen Cuban minutes
Can turn night into day
They're dancing on the tables
Down at El Frente
Another entry in the log
My mind put to a test
When we sailed with the Hemingways
On a schooner from Key West
They'd come to make a movie
About long forgotten times
See old friends, drink some rum
And visit family shrines
So how the hell did we wind up
Just tagging right along?
They were looking for a soundtrack
And heard one of my songs
So I sang "Havana Daydreamin'"
Just me and my guitar
To some very stern KGB guys
Trying to blend in at the bar
So for fifteen Cuban minutes
La bodega did ignite
Bongos y tumbadoras
Kept us up all night
Mojitos by the minute
The crowd stacked at the door
Niños, dogs, and roosters
Frolicked on the floor
Fifteen Cuban minutes
Lots of give and take
Birthdays always come and go
But not a birthday cake
Fifteen Cuban minutes
Are easy to embrace
No calendars or watch to wind
No schedules to chase
In the land where time means nothing
This phrase, it cries, "Delay!"
Put it on a tee shirt
And everyone will pay
You say minutos Cubanos
Dejace la drama
Aqui no hay AC
Solo la ventana
Music makes us happy
It's in our chromosomes
No matter where we wander
Music takes us home
It started on the island
Dispersed by sweet songbirds
Who flew north 'cross the Gulf Stream
And everybody heard
Now the clock just keeps on ticking
I hear it everywhere I go
And I sing along in cars and bars
Along Calle Ocho
God bless Ricky Ricardo
And Little Ricky, too
They set my mind on island time
How about you?
The Greeks and the Egyptians
Had sundials in the sand
Now we have atomic clocks
That measure the Big Bang
Still I prefer the simple way
Let's take it to the street
More walking and less talking
Tap time with your feet
Fifteen Cuban minutes
Still stands the test of time
Like a Salas photograph
Or Kenneth Patchen rhyme
If you're looking for a launchpad
No news, just hearsay
Don't bother with the WiFi
Fuck Siri, ask Jose
Fifteen Cuban minutes
There's no end in sight
I'll meet you by the cannon
On the Malecón tonight
Sana, sana colito de rana
Si, no sana hoy
Bueno sana mañana
Mañana, mañana
Lo que dice Havana
Si, no paso hoy
Paso mañana
Book On The Shelf lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Well, I hope you had fun splashin' in the slack tide
Unchaperoned over on the flip side
I write what I know about, made up or true
These songs aren't for me, they're for you
Memories like meteors fly through my head
The sand was pearl white, her bikini bright red
Retracing song lines gives me goose pimples, still
Like the trail boards upon Boo Boo Hill
Ooh, I know these stories were all lived before me
Still, I got a couple that I'll keep to myself
I'm so damn lucky to have an all-star cast
Some lovely, some crazy, whoever thought this would last?
You know if I hadn't lived it, I'd read it myself
Tellin' tall tales is still good for my health
Keep movin', and listenin', and amusin' myself
I'm not ready to put the book on the shelf
We all live some days vicariously
Blinded by all the light we cannot see
Handed down stories, cave walls to pens
Worth tellin' again and again
I call these modalities great power tools
Placed in the hands of dreamers and fools
We're descended from court jesters, quite sure of that
Could you kindly pass around the hat?
And I know these stories were sailed way before me
Toss a note in a bottle and hope that it helps
I'm so damn lucky to have an all-star crew
Some stoic, some crazy, some just passin' through
I guess music and lyrics are what I do best
I'm all done explaining or passin' some test
So pour me another, it's good for my health
I'm not ready to put the book on the shelf
I'll keep scribblin' on pages, not jumpin' off stages
Not ready to put the book on the shelf
Don't Bring Me Candy lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
And don't bring me candy
And don't tell me lies
'Cause baby I can see
Through your alibis
Just live like a lady
Who wants what she sees
And I'll be there and I'll be fair
When you're true to me
And don't buy me presents
That I'll neglect
All I want from you
Is love and respect
Like a car on the freeway
I'll hustle and I'll speed
But don't come 'round
And I'll break down for one of what I need
Now you say there are lots of games
And everybody plays
But don't forget
The one who lands on boardwalk has to pay
And don't bring me candy
And don't tell me lies
'Cause baby I can see
Through your alibis
Just live like a lady
Who wants what she sees
And I'll be there and I'll be fair
If you are true to me
The Circle Is Small lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
(originally by Gordon Lightfoot)
It's alright for some, but not alright for me
When the one that I'm lovin' slips around
You think it's fine to do things I cannot see
And you're doin' it to me
Baby, can't you see that I know how it is
I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips
I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking just like this
I can see the way you look when his name is mentioned and I die
I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes
It's alright for some, but not alright for me
When the one that I'm lovin' slips around
The city where we live may be quite large
But the circle is small
Why not tell us all, and then all of us will know
I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips
I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking just like this
I can see the way you look when his name is mentioned and I die
I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes
It's alright to feel, but not alright to lie
When you come back and you can't say where you've been
You think it's fine to do things I cannot see
And you're doin' them to me
Baby, can't you see, that I know how it is
I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips
I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking just like this
I can see the way you look when his name is mentioned and I die
I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes
It's alright for some, but not alright with me
With me
Abandoned On Tuesday lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Trembling she spoke
And left me standing
With a dream in my hand
And no one can keep me warm
Yesterday someone loved me
Abandoned on Tuesday man I'm feeling blue
Where do I go starting today
Sore inside by the terrible ride she gave
Yesterday someone seemed so real
Abandoned on Tuesday can't tell how I feel
Is it wrong to hate her
Or should I try and smile
Tell myself I didn't care
And try to count the miles
Then fly away
And try to find my soul
In a place somewhere
Were friends aren't quite so bold
Yesterday everything seemed so fine
Abandoned on Tuesday down and left behind
Is it wrong to hate her
Or should I try and smile
Tell myself I didn't care
And try to count the miles
Then fly away
To try and find my soul
In a place somewhere
Were friends aren't quite so bold
Yesterday someone loved me true
Abandoned on Tuesday man I'm feeling blue
Abandoned on Tuesday man I'm feeling blue
I Can't Be Your Hero Today lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
It's never been the same
Since you returned from dreaming
With your nursery rhyme excuses
Your picture postcards gleaming
Telling everyone who looks your way
'Bout people and their sinning
While you left field verse is falling
In proportion to your winning
And I can't be your hero today
I'm through with the simple games you play
It just may take some time for me to even up the score
But I can't be your soldier home from war
And there you sit shouting
That there's still hope for us
While nature holds the handcuffs
On a Capricorn and Taurus
There's nothing you can do or say
To get me to your camp
Go fill up all your savings books
And buy yourself a lamp
And I can't be your hero today
Your wholesale price is much to high to pay
A bargain basement atmosphere is no way to sell love
And I can't be your Superman above
No, I can't be your hero today
That is all I really want to say
Go find a leading man who wants to play
I can't be your hero today
Rickety Lane lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Day after day, down Rickety Lane
I walk with myself, aware of no pain
The cartoons of life, pass in review
And Rickety Lane's been travelled by few
A soldier from England so long ago came
To fight for his mate, besides the small lane
While lovers and poets record all the change
And rickety, rickety marked but you're strange
A young girl sits sadly and stares at her star
She lost her brave husband, last month in the war
And children are gentle and never seem blue
And Rickety Lane, what's in this for you?
Day after day, down Rickety Lane
I walk with myself, aware of no pain
The cartoons of life, pass in review
And Rickety Lane's been travelled by few
Rickety Lane's been travelled by few
The Wino Has Something To Say lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
The wino has something to say
So listen and don't run away
He's really a pal and he won't steal your gal
The wino has something to say
The wino was once a big man
He sports a tattoo from Japan
He'll tell you his name if you play the sad game
The wino was once a big man
A traveller, a dreamer, a poor man, a schemer
He knows about life much too well
The streets of the city are alleys of pity
Really his heaven and hell
The wino cools off in the rain
He dreams of expensive champagne
A bottle a day keeps the cruel world away
The wino cools off in the rain
A traveller, a dreamer, a poor man, a schemer
He knows about life much too well
The streets of the cities are alleys of pity
Really his heaven and hell
The wino has something to say
So listen, when you pass his way
California Dreamin' lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
(originally by The Mamas & The Papas)
All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey)
Yeah I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (on a winter's day)
I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.)
California dreamin' (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day
Stopped into a church (Stopped into a church)
I passed along the way (I passed along the way)
Yeah, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees)
I pretended to pray (I pretended to pray)
You know the preacher like the cold (preacher like the cold)
He knows I'm gonna stay (knows I'm gonna stay)
Oh California dreamin' (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day
All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey)
And I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (on a winter's day)
I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.)
Yeah California dreamin' (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day
The Gypsy lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
(originally by Gordon Lightfoot)
Step inside my tent, said she, I'd like to read you palm
Leave your dollar in the jar, this won't take very long
Leave the circus noise behind, close your eyes, relax your mind
I'll tell you if you should leave or if you should go on
Then I said, now what do ya see
She said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
Give me a sign, tell it to me
She said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
She threw some sawdust in the air and her hands began to shake
She told me the town where I was born, she almost knew the date
She lit a candle with her eyes and then she made the table rise
She took the dollar from the jar and then she guessed my weight
Then I said, now what do ya see
She said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
Give me a sign, tell it to me
She said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
You are so old, you are so wise
She said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dy
Then she spoke most quietly
She said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
When you were a child in school they taught you quite a lot
They taught you when you should speak and when you should not
They taught how to read and write, to take your lessons home at night
A little knowledge serves you well but the golden rule does not
Then I said, now what do ya mean
She said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
Give me a sign, tell it to me
She said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
And now when I go home at night to lie awake in bed
I think of that old gypsy and the words that she had said
And now I see with due respect, the more we learn the worse we get
So if you think you've no regrets, go have your fortune read
And I said, now what do ya see
She said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
Hopelessly Gone lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Now you don't do nothing
You don't say nothing
Just sit there and stare at the wall
That sunburned pride
All locked up inside
Has left you and now you're alone
An instant detection
Reveals the reflection
That something is hopelessly gone
That side burned wonder
Who loved like the thunder
Has left you and now you're alone
So look to tomorrow
Forget all your sorrow
And take all your autographs down
The streets down below
All covered with snow
Will lead you right into the town
And there you will find
That he wasn't your kind
And it's so much more fun to push on
So live and be happy
For everything's for you
And nothing is hopelessly gone
So look to tomorrow
Forget all your sorrow
And take all the autographs down
The streets down below
All covered with snow
Will lead you right into the town
An instant detection
Reveals the reflection
That something is hopelessly gone
That side burned wonder
Who loved like the thunder
Has left you and now you're alone
And there you will find
That he wasn't your kind
And there're two million more to review
So forget the pain
And take to the sea
Where nothing is hopelessly gone
Simple Pleasures lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Moving like a stratus cloud, full of life and corner drugstore wine
I'll write my name on a highway bus and kick the cans of progress left behind
Feeling like a cowboy, with sun down on my trail
Waiting for tomorrow's fairytale
That's when the simple pleasures start moving quietly
Relaxing all the hang-ups, that have control of me
Forgetting my confusion, I love the shape I'm in
And I hope those simple pleasures will quickly come again
My freelance style of living cuts a detour around the very, very staunch
They all applaud the journey's end but few are even there to see the launch
Stealing from the cupboard of ulcer pills and booze
A ride through repetition I can't use
That's when the simple pleasures start moving quietly
Relaxing all the hang-ups, that have control of me
Forgetting my confusion, I love the shape I'm in
And I hope those simple pleasures will quickly come again
My happiness seems nothing to a well-established former passerby
His artificial body keeps reminding him to give it one more try
World is setting records, while others crawl too slow
But simple pleasures everywhere I go
That's when the simple pleasures start moving quietly
Relaxing all the hang-ups, that have control of me
Forgetting my confusion, I love the shape I'm in
And I hope those simple pleasures will quickly come again
Close The World At Five lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
After all the time we've shared together
After all the cotton candy fun is gone,
I'd like to go back to being my own person
So close the world at five and then go home
Watch the maze of people walking proudly
The parade is every day for no one's eyes
It's just a game with sides, not even chosen
So I'll close the world at five and say goodbye
Call me cold, call me bad, call me weird, call me sad
The fact of the matter is I love you
Call me in, call me out, call me weird, call me doubt
But flattery is said to get you nowhere
So we'll leave together out the back door
Through a street that's never seen in night or day
We'll walk along together through the canyon
So let's close the world at five and go away
So let's close the world at five and go away
Songs From St. Somewhere (2013)
- Somethin' 'Bout A Boat
- Einstein Was A Surfer
- Earl's Dead - Cadillac For Sale
- Too Drunk To Karaoke
- Serpentine
- Useless But Important Information
- I Want To Go Back To Cartagena
- Soulfully
- Rue De La Guitare
- I'm No Russian
- Tides
- The Rocket That Grandpa Rode
- I Wave Bye Bye
- Colour Of The Sun
- Oldest Surfer On The Beach
- I Want To Go Back To Cartagena (Spanish Version)
Somethin' 'Bout A Boat lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Somethin' 'bout a boat sitting on the sea
Out there in the wind, floatin' on the free
Take you 'round the world, bring you back home
Gives a man hope, somethin' 'bout a boat
Something 'bout an old guitar and the way it still sings
After all the smoky bars and the broken strings
Played a million songs, broke a lot of hearts
Made some people stars, somethin' 'bout an old guitar
Ain't it crazy how somethin' seems like nothin' at all?
Take a big old room, make it seem so small
Seein' windows where there are walls
Makes a whole lot of somethin' out of nothin' at all
Somethin' 'bout your dog sittin' by your side
If you had a bad day, she ain't gonna run and hide
Just a-waggin' that tail, grinnin' that grin
Somethin' 'bout my dog makes her my best friend
Ain't it crazy how somethin' seems like nothin' at all?
Take a big old room, make it seem so small
Seein' windows where there are walls
Makes a whole lot of somethin' out of nothin' at all
Somethin' 'bout a dog
Somethin' 'bout an old guitar
Somethin' 'bout a boat
Gives a man hope
Einstein Was A Surfer lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
There's a photo of a genius standing by the ocean
In a pea coat and cool hat, in 1943
On a beach in Santa Barbara, he's looking quite contented
His world is only matter and energy
Past the Channel Islands, out into the cosmos
There are worlds in motion that only he can see
He's smiling as he's thinking, the harbor lights are blinking
He's the smartest cookie ever was, ever will be
Einstein was a surfer
There really is no doubt
'Cause the universe was his home break
And we're still all paddlin' out
On an iceberg off Newfoundland, a lyric sits half-frozen
Waiting for a comet to crash into the sea
It's drifting towards the tropics and melting into topics
Fills the sea with answers that have always worked for me
Bass notes from the chasm at speeds that we can't fathom
Music is the language of the near and distant stars
Black holes humming b-flat, heard only by street cats
Astronauts in orbit and singers in the bars
Einstein was a sailor
With a universal song
His sails were tight, his course was right
So let's just all cruise along
Order to disorder
It's the way we all fly
Light speed is all you need
To pass the future by
There's a YouTube of a genius gliding over liquid
Sultan of the short board in 2010
He looks like Valentino, moving like neutrinos
To the oceans in the heavens where no wave rider's been
Einstein was a surfer
Who found the perfect break
Where the strings of time meet the final chime
It's the path all surfers take
Earl's Dead - Cadillac For Sale lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
An Eldorado sits out on the Tamiami Trail
Sign on the windshield tells the whole tale
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
He was a circus man when they first met
He was fired from a cannon into a net
The money was good he always hit the bullseye
Savin' for the car one day he would buy
No, he wasn't thinkin' of some average ride
A human cannonball has a lot of pride
If you're gonna live large you need a hydromatic
Eldorado Biarritz for this wild acrobatic
And Earl's is red with shark-like fins
And that is where this little love tale begins
The rear view mirror puts it all in scale
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
She was an Everglades girl, partly Seminole
With an urge for goin' and a wanderin' soul
With a name like Moonvine, she knew she'd never stay
That handsome human bullet stole her heart away
It was a Saturday night after the midnight show
She was starin' at the car when he said "hello"
Didn't take too much to move her off the reservation
Just a good lookin' boy with the right transportation
And now Earl is wed, Moonvine's got her veil
They're towin' that cannon down the Tamiami Trail
He's got the talent, she's got brains
Earl and Moonvine left the land of sugarcane
So they drove down to Panama and back up to Maine
Had so much fun, hell, they did it again
Crossin' cities off the map as they shot down the road
Knowin' towin' a cannon, things could explode
Now a Cadillac was always an Elvis thing
Polished chrome and gold, it was the birth of bling
They came with personality, they made you a star
God may have made the earth, but man made that car
Now all the way back to the time of James Dean
Car crash songs chewed up heroes and machines
Sick minds, stop signs, and uncontrolled swerves
But Earl and his Caddy could handle killer curves
So when the big top folded, Early took his last drive
Moonvine kissed her boy goodbye, his exit had arrived
She shot his ashes 'cross the Gulf from that ancient rusty gun
Nomads know when the show is done
And Earl's dead, he's been airmailed
And that Eldorado's waitin' on the Tamiami Trail
For some shameless entertainer to blow in like a gale
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
Earl's dead, Earl's dead, amen
Too Drunk To Karaoke lyrics - Jimmy Buffett (feat. Toby Keith)
Too drunk!
Too drunk!
Last night at the bar it was karaoke night
Yeah, everybody down there was feeling alright
They got big margarita pitchers, two-for-one (yum-yum)
They were feeling footloose and ready for some fun
When I signed up, I was ready to go
But they didn't call my name for an hour or so
Damn if they didn't make me wait too long
I was in no kind of shape to sing a Jon Bon song
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke
If you keep on drinking, you're gonna be
Too drunk to karaoke, just like me
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke
Well, the place got rocking, temptation was strong
All the pretty girls kept a egging me on
Well, I shoulda kept my flip-flops glued to the chair
But no, I jumped right up and slicked back my hair
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke
Well you can sing in the shower 'til you sound real good
You can terrorize the whole damn neighborhood
But when you hit that stage with that mic in your hand
You better pace yourself, son, if you wanna have fans
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke (play it, boys)
If you ask me, hell, I killed that song
When I looked around, everybody was gone
Except a couple of bouncers 'bout half my age
They grabbed the microphone and threw me off the stage
You're too drunk to karaoke, that's what they told me
You're too drunk to karaoke, how can that be?
You don't have to be good, don't have to be refined
You just have to be a legend in your own mind
Don't have to rehearse, or even sing on key
Just prove that theory of drunkativity
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke (look at me!)
You're too drunk to karaoke
Just like me
Too drunk to karaoke
(That's what I'm talking about)
Serpentine lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Maybe it's just age or a thousand other fears
That took me back tonight to my early carnival years
I can see the parade movin' like the source of the old gulf stream
Oh what a lovely dream
Adolescent lust was begging for a start
As I side-stepped those brothers with their sacred hearts
Yet for those two weeks a year, it was all about sin
Folly's chasin' death, you can count me in
There's a flambeaux man with a gold earring
And the cold north wind smells like kerosene
Here comes the float of the Carnival Queen
I want to wrap her in serpentine
Hands up high, eyes open wide
Throw me something mister, that's why you ride
Cracker Jacks with toys inside
Real beyond our wildest dreams
Floats and masks and a two mule team
Some things really are the way they seem
Beads and confetti were littering the air
When the Queen looked at me with her Ava Gardner stare
Though tomorrow would bring ashes and penance by the ton
Mardi Gras's where I learned to have fun
There's a flambeaux man with a gold earring
And the cold north wind smells like kerosene
I'm still in love with the Carnival Queen
I want to wrap her in serpentine
Still want to wrap her in serpentine
It was the devil!
Useless But Important Information lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
I've got some useless but important information
Got a hot tip on a filly in the third
Skyping with a pretty girl who lives halfway around the world
Won't be long 'til everybody's heard
I have sworn and I cannot reveal my sources
I can tell you, though, that it's not Nancy Grace
I've been forced to change my plans, won't be travelin' to Sudan
My destination could be outer space
Where am I bound, it don't matter
Pocket dialing halfway 'cross the nation
What do I hear, mindless chatter
All this useless and important information
There are camera crews for blocks outside her trailer
The whole thing's going viral as we sing
Are they fake or are they real, looks like her boyfriend cut a deal
She'll be Dancing with the Stars before the spring
You see, she spent her whole Katrina check on implants
Crisis over, destiny fulfilled
Blue tarp or silicone, either way, the money's gone
I guess there's more than one way to rebuild
Who really cares, trillions twitter
I can't comprehend the titillation
Breakin' news, world's in the shitter
Covering useless and important information
Gold starts out in the ground 'til very clever men
Dig it up and weigh it, they they bury it again
Mostly comes from Africa and ends up in Fort Knox
Only gets its value from the guards and chains and locks
Pretty rocks
Where am I bound, it don't matter
Pocket dialing halfway 'cross the nation
What do I hear, mindless chatter
All this useless and important information
Where am I bound, it don't matter
Whole world's now viewed with car-wreck fascination
If I were you, I'd just keep driving
Past all this useless and important information
All this useless and important information
I Want To Go Back To Cartagena lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
I want to go back to Cartagena
I want to sail to the south right away
I need to hear vallenatos a la Victrola
Time, if you haven't noticed, is still wasting away
I want to get lost in old Habana
I long to walk down the wide Malecón
Quiero hablar con los pescadores y oler las flores
And drive in a '56 Caddy right into the dawn
What am I doin'? Deja vu'in'
Still singing and swearing and wearing my traveling clothes
What am I sayin', can't imagine not playin'
Just show me the way to the bar and a nomad who knows
I have to get back to Ushuaia
The southern constellations are calling to me
I need to dance a midnight tango, hear some Django
There's a boat waiting there, bound for the far Tasman Sea
I want to go back to Cayo Hueso
Back where they sing the sun into the sea
I want to dance with circus gypsies, talk with hippies
Where the past and the future still walk down that same sandy street
The importance of elsewhere is still that important to me
Yes, the importance of elsewhere is still so important to me
I want to go back to Cartagena
Soulfully lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
You give me all you got and that's a lot
Yes, I understand that I'm a lucky man
To have you in my life, you make me feel so free
Soulfully
I know you can be tough, but just enough
Yes, you're tender too, you know just what to do
Give me what I need
Soulfully
Soulfully, with smiles and laughter
Soulfully, with words so kind
Soulfully, here ever after
Soulfully, say you'll be mine
I send a little prayer way up there
A prayer of gratitude to give my thanks for you
And all the love you bring
Soulfully
Soulfully, with smiles and laughter
Soulfully, with words so kind
Soulfully, here ever after
Soulfully, say you'll be mine
I'll never feel alone, I'm at home
Wrapped up in your arms, your lovin' charms
Kisses oh so sweet that you give to me
Soulfully
Soulfully, with smiles and laughter
Soulfully, with words so kind
Soulfully, here ever after
Soulfully, say you'll be mine
Soulfully
Rue De La Guitare lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
A Sunday off in gay Paris
I was bound for the sacred street
God's the draw up on Montmartre
But not Rue de la Guitare
Ne pas Rue de la Guitare
Like melodies that never fade
B-girls perform their masquerades
Pigale is still a strange bizarre
Down on Rue de la Guitare
Rue de la Guitare
Windows filled with long lost dreams
Unfinished songs on rusty strings
From Nazareth across the sea
She'd somehow caught up with me
Her fait accompli
I read the wood and felt the scars
They spoke of nights in smoky bars
How many songs, how many beers
Had caused her journey here
A toast to those who love to hear
A D-18 play Lightfoot clear
Music still lives in shops and bars
Along Rue de la Guitare
Rue de la Guitare
Now over here, people sing
"Comment ca va, monsieur Buffett?
Un verre de vin, une chanson a jouer"
Vive Rue de la Guitare
I'm No Russian lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
I'm no Russian, not even Prussian
Doorman at the yacht club was my one claim to fame
Some say I'm nervy, hell, I'm from Jersey
This chasin' money can do things to your brain
How does a shore boy like me
Wind up out on the Black Sea?
Dropped out of Harvard, then joined the Coast Guard
Manned a faithful fifty on a boat in Gitmo
Did my duty, but missed the booty
I heard that St. Barth was the place I should go
How could a coastie like me
Sail off into infamy?
I couldn't surf or sing or play the guitar
All I ever did was steal an oligarch's car
My million dollar joy ride was not the perfect crime
Those bad boys from Little Odessa don't believe in wasting time
A Lamborghini Elemento ain't your average island car
"Park it close," the driver told me, sounding like some kind of czar
With a bucket of Cristal and devil weed inside
I thought it would be crazy not to take a ride
Flying through Gustavia, passing Mini Mokes
Gendarmes at the roundabout didn't get the joke
Speeding down the hill like a Dassault Mirage
Parked it on the runway and headed for la plague
Bar on fire, den of desire
Dancing on a table, she was waving me in
Her name was Kira, she knew no fear-a
Then introduced me to her vampirish friends
I'd never seen such a girl
Was she from some future world?
Over thousand dollar vodka and kilos of caviar
I told them how I'd commandeered the oligarch's car
They were laughing, speaking Russian and getting over served
When Kira looked at me and said, "could you take us round some curves?"
A chick drone strike is a lethal attack
You never see it comin' and you can't fight back
They feel entitled to all access from clubs to army camp-as
If you don't believe it, ask those generals down in Tampa
The KGB and coppers soon joined the chase
Spectators lined the roads like a Grand Prix race
Dropped the girls at Ti St. Barth to get them out of the commotion
Then I missed the curve at Toiny and drove into the ocean
Underwater, my world is sinking
Will I wind up like Pussy Riot, that's what I'm thinking
Feeling foolish, my fate's a mystery
Don't want polonium rolled up in my sushi
Oh baby Jesus, come through
I am in need of rescue
Now we can't leave this white boy drowning in the dark
What the hell was he thinkin', you don't fuck around with sharks
Turns out the lovely Kira held a most important tool
It was her daddy's Lamborghini and she saved that crazy fool
No he couldn't surf or sing or play the guitar
They made an artificial reef out of the oligarch's car
It was Kira, lovely Kira who got him off the hook
Then they took her yacht to Istanbul just to take a look
No, I couldn't surf or sing, or play the guitar
All I ever did was steal an oligarch's car
My million dollar joy ride was not the perfect crime
But I'm not dead, still have my head
This margarita needs more lime
Tides lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Every sailor's son is taught when they are young
That the pull of the moon lingers on
Something we can't escape, from Bimini 'round the cape
Mix in the wind and the sea and sing along
To whom it may concern, I've always tried to learn
That the good days need to last
Seasoned with a lot of laughter, here and in the ever after
With poetry and painters from my past
So I follow the tides on currents far and wide
Chalking up the stories and the miles
Yes, I follow the tides, big blue rides
And that's the reason I will never lose my smile
Hoping to catch a ray, looking to misbehave
As my lucky stars still shine above the sea
Watching the ships roll in, I play that Otis song again
For the tourists and some mermaids by the sea
And I follow the tides down my song lines, far and wide
The world to me should still be free and wild
Yes, I follow the tides, give me more, big blue rides
And that's the reason I will never lose my smile
Every sailor's son is taught when they are young
That the pull of the moon lingers on
Something we can't escape, is it salt water or just fate?
Mix in the wind and the sea and sing along
And we'll follow the tides down our song lines, far and wide
It seems to me my life's still free and wild
Yes, we'll follow the tides, give us more big blue rides
And that's the reason I will never lose my smile
And that's the reason you should never lose your smile
The Rocket That Grandpa Rode lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
There's an old gypsy moth, made of glue and cloth
That lands in a horse filled field
An unusual event for those palomino gents
Who just stared at their future revealed
Why, oh why-oh did he fly out of Ohio?
Before we knew that genes held the code
But taking to wing is a haunting, taunting thing
Just like that rocket Grandpa rode
Yeah, it was the rocket that Grandpa rode
Sounds like braggin' but it's true, I'm not tryin' to big-time you
Shot up into space and he said look out down below
Gotta love that rocket that Grandpa rode
And the kids turned to flying machines
With their arms open wide like wings
But one solitary boy knows a plane is not a toy
I'm talkin' 'bout the man on the moon
I still remember July of '69
We all got to stay home from school
In stark black and white, we followed the flight
And the whole world was in that capsule
Oh, on the rocket that Grandpa rode
Sounds like braggin' but it's true, I'm not tryin' to big-time you
Oh what a flight, you'd better look out down below
Yeah, that's the rocket that Grandpa rode
Spacemen and women on this bus, an obese driver I don't trust
We're goin' to watch the shuttle fly away, last day
And for some kids behind my seat, there's a very special treat
More than just history on parade
Giant nozzles, bolts and beams, they called her Atlas by all means
Blood, sweat and tears were her payload
She was a stairway to heaven, old Apollo 11
The rocket ship their Grandpa drove
Oh, on the rocket that Grandpa rode
Sounds like braggin' but it's true, I'm not tryin' to big-time you
Rising up from that lagoon, we beat those Commies to the moon
Yeah, on the rocket their Grandpa rode
Yeah, on the rocket their Grandpa drove
Thank you, Neil
Thank you, NASA
Thank you, Captain Kirk, Mr. Spock
Scotty, Lieutenant Uhura and Chekhov
Yeah, the rocket that Grandpa rode
I Wave Bye Bye lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Just out on the harbor, all the ships asleep
Maybe one cold watchman walks a lonely beat
And way out on the water, a ship is under sail
Leaving wavy starlight and a dreamer in her trail
I wave bye bye, I pray Godspeed
I wish you lovely weather, more luck than you need
You'll only sail in circles, so there's no need to cry
Oh, I see you again one day and then I'll wave bye bye
The sailing ship reminds me of a certain girl
Who left a certain dreamer to sail into her world
A very friendly postcard from very far away
But they just remind me of a certain day
I wave bye bye, I pray Godspeed
I wish you lovely weather, more luck than you need
You'll only sail in circles, so there's no need to cry
Oh, I see you again one day and then I'll wave bye bye
Colour Of The Sun lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
Touching down, high wire clown
Balances dreams that he's chosen
Northern lights all draped around
Melting stream that was frozen
Bicycles with rusted wheels
The frame in need of adjusting
Red sky night that Fred Neil feels
Back when the Grove wasn't bustling
The working tide will come around again
A serenade lies waiting in the wind
For all your worldly treasures
There's nothing to be won
Nothing left to measure
Just you and me and the colour of the sun
Wild-eyed child wonders how
The sky connects to the ocean
Spinning fast then as now
She's unaware of the motion
The wise men and the fools keep taking turns
Every day more bridges seem to burn
With all your vaults of treasure
Would you trade them for some fun?
What's the price of pleasure
Just you and me
You can add subtract divide or multiply
Watch the particles collide
And trust the stars up in the sky
Sand dunes gone, snatched by a storm
Are the poles really shifting?
Gypsy rains wash o'er the plains
Wood and dreams are still drifting
The best the times can still somehow be found
Even the worst of beaches will never let you down
For all your worldly treasures
For your battles lost and won
Nothing left to measure
Just you and me and the colour of the sun
Oldest Surfer On The Beach lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
The sun's dropping out of the picture, soon be time to move
It hasn't been a real big day, but I don't have a thing to prove
I've still got the old nose rider, I still surf old style
I'll go out beyond the breakers, sit alone and rest a while
There's nothing that I wanna do
No place I'm trying to reach
Only time is now more precious to
The oldest surfer on the beach
The oldest surfer on the beach
I stopped searching for perfection many waves ago
What really matters is the here and now and that's about all I know
Gonna catch me a big ol' roller, sun setting on the sea
Riding in on her glassy shoulder, the water going gray like me
There's nothing that I wanna do
No place I'm trying to reach
Only time is now more precious to
The oldest surfer on the beach
The oldest surfer on the beach
The oldest surfer on the beach
The oldest surfer on the beach
I Want To Go Back To Cartagena (Spanish Version) lyrics - Jimmy Buffett
I want to go back to Cartagena
I want to sail to the south right away
I need to hear vallenatos a la Victrola
Time if you haven't noticed is
Still wasting away
I want to get lost in old Habana
I long to walk down the wide Malecon
Quiero hablar con los pescadores
Y oler las flores
And drive in a '56 Caddy right into the dawn
What am I doin'? Deja vu-ing
Still singing and swearing
And wearing my traveling clothes
What am I sayin'? Can't imagine not playin'
Just show me the way to the bar and
A nomad who knows
I have to get back to Ushuaia
The southern constellations
Are calling to me
I need to dance a midnight tango
Hear some Django
There's a boat waiting there
Bound for the far Tasman Sea
I want to go back to Cayo Hueso
Back where they sing the sun into the sea
I want to dance with circus gypsies
Talk with hippies
Where the past and the future
Still walk down that same sandy street
The importance of elsewhere
Is still that important to me
Yes, the importance of elsewhere
Is still so important to me
I want to go back to Cartagena
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