Jimmy Buffett Lyrics

Songs From St. Somewhere (2013)

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!

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

If you keep on drinking, you're gonna be

Too drunk to karaoke, just like me

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

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

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

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

Come On In lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

It's a mystery

Oh, the high road

Took us long and far and fast

Just like the wind blowed

We knew it couldn't last

So we went our separate ways

It was not the time or place to settle down

Oh, wisdom takes its time to come around

In the fall out

Of just living day to day

I hear you call out

In that old familiar way

It's a signal from your heart

It's a sign of love much stronger than before

So baby just don't stand there in the door

Come on in

Come in from the danger

Come on in

Where the water's calm

Feel your grin

We're not really strangers

I just want you to know

This ain't no cloak and dagger show

Let the waterfall of love just overflow

It's amazing

How the both of us have changed

Like two children

We have only come of age

Now the circle's getting small

No time to play that game of win or lose

Let's give it one more shot

What can we lose?

Come on in

Come in from the danger

Come on in

Where the water's calm

Can't you see me grin

We're not really strangers

I just want you to know

This ain't no cloak and dagger show

Let the waterfall of love just overflow

Come on in

Come in from the danger

Come on in

Where the water's calm

That familiar grin

Tells me we're not strangers

I just want you to know

This ain't no cloak and dagger show

Let the waterfall of love just overflow

Come on in

Come in from the danger

Come on in

Where the water's calm

That familiar grin

Tells me we're not strangers

I just want you to know

This ain't no cloak and dagger show

Come on in

Come in from the danger

Come on in

Where the water's calm

That familiar grin

Tells me we're not strangers

I just want you to know

This ain't no cloak and dagger show

Gentleman Of Leisure lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

(originally by Dan Seals)

I want a job that's not too demandin'

Like where you got to do a lot of standin'

No way to be an elevator operator

No way a salesman, no way a waiter

'Cause I'm a gentleman

A gentleman of leisure

The classified ads got nothin' too appealin'

I don't know but I've just got the feelin'

It might take a while to find a position

With a pretty secretary and time to do some fishin'

'Cause I'm a gentleman

Gentleman of leisure

I'm a gentleman

A gentleman of leisure

Set me in the sun

Gentleman of leisure

Let me take my time

Bet you I can please ya

Forty hour week (Can ya make it thirty?)

No heavy liftin' (Get yourself dirty)

Beautiful office (37th floor)

Paintings on the wall (sign on the door saying)

Gentleman of leisure

You know, I look nice in a clean white collar

Take home pay, oh, say a million dollars

I'll keep lookin', never say die

'Cause somebody somewhere is lookin' for a guy

Who's a gentleman, a gentleman of leisure

Oh I'm a gentleman, a gentleman of leisure

Set me in the sun

Gentleman of leisure

Let me take my time

Bet you I can please ya

Now I'm not looking for a high tech position

I'm thinking of something more like work on the beach

Oh, ma'am, could I help you put that suntan lotion on your back?

Now we're talking. That's the kind of work I like

Mm, dog-walking. I can do that

Play chess down on Lakeshore Boulevard

Looking good

Yes, I was a lifeguard once

Moonfog lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

(from "The Beach Bum" soundtrack)

Lookin' for the moon dog

Is he fishin' in the moon fog?

A-runnin' days like a wild hog

Never want to act incog

We've seen this act before

Heard this font of love

He's a wanted man

With his head stuck in the sand

Down and disavowed

Bein' way too fuckin' loud

We gotta get a leash on that dog

Woof! On that dog

He's always dancin' in the moonbeams

Never cozy in the mainstream

Always suckin' up the moonlight

Never really got his mind right

Meltin' like a Fudgsicle

Left out in the sun

Time is runnin' out

He's a man on the run

Death of a dream

We've got to plot a scheme

Got to get his ass out of town

Did you never find the moon dog?

Keep him hidden in the moon fog

A little ganja and some good grog

Keep it gentle to the moon dog

Always workin' on a moon scheme

Not exactly lookin' downstream

Watch him up it like a tree frog

Hope he makes it to his epilogue

Epilogue

Demagogue

Monologue

Hoppin' frog

Moon dog

Paradise (Live) lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

When I was a child my family used to travel

Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born

And there's a backward old town that's so often remembered

So many times that my memories are worn

Hey daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County

Down by the Green River where Paradise lay

I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking

Mister Peabody's coal train done hauled it away

Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River

To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill

Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot off our pistols

But empty pop bottles was all we would kill

Hey, daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County

Down by the Green River where Paradise lay

I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking

Mister Peabody's coal train done hauled it away

Well coal company came with the world's largest shovel

And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land

And they dug for their coal 'til the land was forsaken

And they marked it all down as the progress of man

When I die let my ashes float down the Green River

Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam

I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waiting

Just five miles away from wherever I am

Hey, daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County

Down by the Green River where Paradise lay

I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking

Mister Peabody's coal train done hauled it away

Southern Cross lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

(originally by Crosby, Stills & Nash)

Got out of town on a boat to the southern islands

On a reach before a following sea

We were makin' for the trades on the outside

On the downhill run to Papeete

On this headed off wind lie the Marquesas

We got eighty feet of waterline nicely making way

In a noisy bar in Avalon, I tried to call you

But on the midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away

Think about (Think about) how many times I have fallen

Spirits are using me, larger voices callin'

What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten

I have been around the world

Looking for that woman, girl

Who knows love can endure

And you know it will

You know it will

When you see the Southern Cross for the first time

You understand just why you came this way

'Cause the truth you been runnin' from is so small

But it's as big as the promise, the promise of a coming day

And I'm headed all the way to where dreams are dyin'

And my love is an anchor tied to you, tied with a silver chain

I have my ship and all my flags are a-flyin'

She is all that I have left and the music is her name

Think about (Think about) how many times I have fallen

Spirits are using me, larger voices callin'

Whatever brought you and me cannot be forgotten

I have been around the world, lookin', lookin'

Looking for that woman, girl

Who knows love can endure

And you know it will

You know it will

So we cheated and we tried and we tested

And we never failed to fail, it was the easiest thing to do

You will survive being bested

Somebody strong comes along makes me forget, forget about loving you

And the Southern Cross

Woo, yeah

Thank you

Not only are we, uh, happy to see y'all

35,225 of you out there tonight

We appreciate this

We also are broadcasting this tonight live on Radio Margaritaville as we do all of our shows, free of charge, tonight

And we'll continue to do so all summer

So it's not only going out to Wisconsin and the great Midwest

We're going around the world tonight, Parrot Head

The Ever Elusive Future lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

The ever-elusive future

Ever-elusive future

The ever-elusive future's like a comet with a tail

That human, stride lasso, but we always seem to fail

The ever-elusive future spins a hybrid with a slash

For fools and fortune tellers always looking for the cash

But there's always something lurking in the jungle

Better watch your step, it's not a place to stumble

Something's moving, something's coming

The ever-elusive future

Ever-elusive future

The ever-elusive future is a script right from our past

Conjoining frogs and raptors that may leave the world a ghast

The ever-elusive future has no time to read fate

Creation, Mother Nature are who is the missing link

'Cause there's always, something lurking in the jungle

It's getting hot, I'm feeling kinda fungle

Never sleeping, always creeping

The ever-elusive future

Ever-elusive future

More then the strong survive, who's gonna be alive

In a million years (in a million years)

How lucky can you get, life's a long shot, yet, but we're still here

The ever-elusive future, it just sows the seeds of time

It's mission's been a secret, no reason nor no rhyme

It's hiding in a wormhole, or behind some distant moon

But the one thing you can count on, it will be here fairly soon

And there's always something lurking in the jungle

Better watch your step, it's not a place to stumble

Something's moving, something's coming

The ever-elusive future

(Ever elusive)

Ever-elusive future

(Ever elusive)

The ever-elusive future

(Not much to compare)

Ever-elusive future

(How do we get there)

Workin' 'n' Playin' lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

Workin' and playin'

Playin' and workin'

Workin' and playin'

Well, it wasn't by choice that I was born on Christmas

I popped out in Panama floatin' through the isthmus

My daddy was a navy man, my momma was a nurse

And they named me Present but I have heard worse

Call it a gift like gold egg layin' and I don't see the difference

Between workin' and playin'

It's the same to me

Playin' and workin'

Simultaneously

Workin' and playin'

Feels so fine, I think I'll play a little overtime

(Na na na na na...)

I got parochial schooled on permission and forgiveness

But the nuns said fun ain't none of your business

So I got motivated gonna prove 'em all wrong

I made a real big deal out of a little beach song

The subliminal point I'm here to be making

I just love workin' and playin'

It's the same to me

Playin' and workin'

Simultaneously

Workin' and playin'

Feels so fine

I think I'll play a little overtime

County fair cowboy, guess what you're weighin'

Highwire act, twirlin' and swayin'

Pretty girls winkin', nuns prayin'

I'm a lucky son of a son to be

Workin' and playin'

Playin' and workin'

Workin' and playin'

Feels so fine, I think I'll work a little overtime

Workin' and playin'

All the same to me

Playin and workin'

Simultaneously

Workin' and playin'

Feels so fine, I think I'll play a little overtime

(Na na na na na...)

Nobody From Nowhere Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

I'm Nobody from Nowhere
That You've ever heard of anyway
Ain't no city, way down there
You could've heard a pin drop anytime of day

But I'm not sorry no I'm not sad
Though it might take a whole day just to drive down here and visit
Not to worry, It's not too bad
Nothin' much to do but that ain't a hardship really is it

[Chorus:]
Just waitin' for a car to drive by
Just so we can say hello (hello!)
Starin' at a starry night sky
Dreaming of somewhere to go
'til that day comes I'll be there
Alone without a care
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere

I'm Nobody from Nowhere
You've ever heard of anyway
Ain't no reason you should care
There's a P. O. box and 4-way stop and farms and fields and cows

[Chorus:]
Waitin' for a car to drive by
Just so we can say hello (hello!)
Starin' at a starry night sky
Dreaming of somewhere to go
'til that day comes I'll be there
Alone without a care
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere

[Guitar solo]

[Chorus:]
Waitin' for a car to drive by
Just so we can say hello (hello!)
Starin' at a starry night sky
Dreaming of somewhere to go
'til that day comes I'll be there
Alone without a care
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere

Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere

Wings Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

I've been up around the stratosphere
At 31,000 feet
I'm gonna fly on out of here
On wings that you can't see
If you're gonna fly high without fear
You're gonna have to learn to love the atmosphere
And you gotta learn to use those wings
That you can't see

I been shreddin' on the mountains of the moon
On a weekend whim
I been looking out for life on Mars
Ground control to Major Jim
All these things could be yours too
If you'd just take another point of view
Everybody's got a pair of wings that they can't see

I've got wings that you can't see
I have wheels on my feet
Way up high I feel free
On these wings you can't see

I don't need no runway, I got fuel here in my bong
I can buzz at treetop flyer level all day long
Now I'm looking down on tiny cars
Tiny swimmers in the water
And tiny beach bars
And all because of these wings that you can't see

I've got wings that you can't see
I have wheels on my feet
Way up high I feel free
On these wings you can't see

Maybe if you open up your mind
You might learn some things
God only knows what you might find
Floatin' on those wings
You can try to fly away from all your problems
Well I'm here to say
That ain't the way to solve them
I can only help you with wings
That you can't see

We have wings that we can't see
We have wheels on our feet
Way up high we'll be free
On these wings we can't see

You have wings look and see
Silver wings like Merle and me
Come up up to Cloud 9B
Come on take a little taste of freedom
High up in a cloudland kingdom
Take a little trip on wings that you can't see

Big Top Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Just like Santa, I come around once a year
Time to break out all of your party gear
There'll be a jump up out on the lawn, just look for those fans
Singing along with your favorites once again

Walking this tumultuous tight rope ain't no sweat
Nowhere else I'd rather be, you can bet
Working without a net might seem severe
But if I fall I know it will appear

And it's a big time under the big top, there's nothing' wrong with that
Rumbaing in my flip-flops, I'm an accessory in front of the pack
Come on, baby, let's rock, the circus has come to town
It's a big time under the big top, don't you just love the sound?

Fortune tellers full of a gossip and news
The tattoo man is wearing his points of view
Under the big top's where we all belong
Just a good vibe crowd happen to sing along

And it's a big time under the big top, ain't nothing wrong with that
Dancing the part in my flip-flops, a watching this three ring act
Come on, baby, let's rock, the circus has come to town
It's a big time under the big top, don't you love to move around?

Just like Santa, I come around once a year, ho, ho, ho
Time to break out all of your party gear
There'll be a jump up out on the lawn, just look for those fans
Left, right, left, singing along with your favorites once again

And it's a big time under the big top, ain't nothing wrong with that
Rumbaing in my flip-flops, watching this three ring act
Come on, baby, let's rock, the circus has come to town
It's a big time under the big top, don't you just love the sound?

Love the sound, move around
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da

Beautiful Swimmers Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Marilyn Monroe did a night shoot in a pool
Posing naked for a playboy spread
She was old, but she still was cool
When they wrapped right after midnight
And the crew went to the bar
Norma Jean just did the backstroke
Like she was reachin' for a fallen star

[Chorus:]
Beautiful Swimmers they know how to move
Slidin' cross the water like a steel guitar
Beautiful Swimmers stay in the groove
Riding constant currents near and far

Standing in a tidal pool just east of Baltimore
Watching little blue crabs navigate the eastern shore
Every bayou stream and river in time runs to the sea
Every flounder, tadpole, and softshell feels the choreography

There all Beautiful Swimmers who know how to move
Sneakin' pass the draggers and the oyster bars
Beautiful Swimmers just feel the groove
Painting liquid brush strokes like renoir

I miss my dorsal fin, I'm a big fish out of water
Dwellin' on the coastal plain

Now If I was as rich as the agacon
I tell you what I would do
Buy every man, woman, and child on this planet
A mask and a snorkle too
Then I'd leave this big migration
Destination Chesapeake Bay
Then we'd splash our way around the world
Life is just a water ballet

Come all you Beautiful Swimmers who know how to move
Let's crowd across the water like a steel guitar
Beautiful Swimmers stay in the groove
Fetching constant currents near and far

Turn Up The Heat And Chill The Rose Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Up around the pole
Where the penguins patrol
And the scientific gang
Need a cozy place to hang
There's a party in the makin'
And all the igloos are a shakin'
At the top of the world today

Six months of dark's a bummer
So they invent a little summer
It doesn't take much
Just a decorator's touch
And a tropical state of mind
And of course you add some wine
And that's when it's time to play

So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Take off your Uggs
And let your metatarsals play
Even though the South of France
Is 10,000 miles away
We can turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

But grapes out on the ocean
Are gonna feel some motion
You don't want that pink wine bruisin'
When that juice boat starts cruisin'
You need some imagination
To deal with temperature fluctuation
Nobody wants to get burned

I don't want be the last
And I am surely not the first
But out in the Sahara
A man could die of thirst
So before I left for Africa
I planned for that mistaica
I took rose from Porquerolles
And coffee from Jamaica

So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Stretch out on the beach
And let your metatarsals play
Even though Le Select
Is 10,000 miles away
You'll survive the desert heat
If you chill the rose

Don't matter if your North
Or South of the Equator
You can pour it over ice
Or right from the 'frigerator
A message in a bottle
A tool to keep cool
Cool Cool Cool
Cool Cool Cool

Now you know that outer space
Is a very frigid place
Nothing to sustain us
All the way out past Uranus
If we're gonna ride these rockets
We need some protein in our pockets
And a little wine for the ride

So if you're looking for adventure
Don't forget about thirst quenchers
Life can be a banana split
It can also turn to shit
And if you're out of tweeter range
And the landscape's getting strange
Here's my advice to you

Turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Take off your Uggs
And let your metatarsals play
Even though La Bete de Nazelles
Is 10,000 miles away
We can turn up the heat
And chill the rose

Turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Stretch out on the beach
And let your metatarsals play
Even though the Eden Roc
Is 10,000 miles away
You'll survive the summer heat
If you chill the rose

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Stretch out on the beach
And let your metatarsals play
Even though the ocean's frozen
And there's mountains of sorbet
We'll survive this global warming
If you chill the rose

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rose

Summerzcool Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

You messed up, you read the paper
You accidentally watched the news
You inadvertently find yourself in the vicinity of the blues

Bust your ass to get the good life
You make a habit out of overtime
When the big report card comes
Your priorities are way out of line

[Chorus:]
You need to go to summerzcool
Get to the beach or at least in the pool
Time to go to summer school
Remember what is and is not cool

Time out for bad behavior
Time off, you've been under the gun
High time somebody told you
It's time to let those puppies run

What's up with this recession?
I refuse to participate
The answer to your burning question
Is dancing on your tailgate

It's time to go to summerzcool
Remember what is and is not cool
Oh, summerzcool
There is a time and a place to act like a fool
At summerzcool
Get your ass to a beach or at least in a pool
At summerzcool
Know when to keep and to break all the rules

Beer 101.
Sex 102.
Tune it in, turn it out
That's what I'm talking about

It's time to go to summerzcool
The courses are easy and there are no rules
At summerzcool
Remember what is and is not cool
You need to stay in summerzcool
This is the time and the place to act like a fool
Oh, summerzcool
Just know when to keep and to break all the rules

Rhumba Man Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Well, I'm the same old guy that I used to be
I haven't changed at all
I got the same old walk, the same old talk
That will drive you up the wall
The same old face the same old smile
The same old baby blues
I'm still doing the rhumba, baby
I'm still the man for you

[Chorus:]
I'm still doing the rhumba baby
I can't seem to quit
If my mama catches us doing the rhumba
Mama would just pitch a fit
I can't help myself, it's much bigger than me
If I were you, I would hang onto a rhumba man like me

There's lots of guys in this crowd tonight
With a lot slicker glasses than me
They got their fins to the left fins to the right
For everyone to see
I might be old fashioned
But that's ok with me
'Cause I got a couple of rhumba moves
That You might like to see

[Chorus]

Now I'm the same old guy that I used to be
I haven't changed at all
I got the same old walk, the same old talk
That will drive you up the wall
The same old face the same old smile
The same old baby blues
I'm still doing the rhumba, baby
I'm still the man for you

[Chorus 2x]

We Learned To Be Cool From You Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Friend friend
We are at it again
Blastin' off to Timbuktu
I said it before I'll say it again
We learned to be cool from you

Hey lady in the Mermaid Cafe
Bathed in a spotlight of blue
Singing those Sarah Vaughan songs until dawn
We learned to be cool from you

Maybe I can parlez a little Francais
Maybe I can even write a whole page a day
Do a crossword puzzle in a minute or two
But I learned to be cool from you

Hey Mr. Moustache look what we've done
Lived longer than they thought we could do
Through all of the games and all of our fame
We learned to stay cool from you

Hey there Leonard and Willie on the stage
Still singing your songs pure and true
Who would have thought that time could be bought
We learned to stay cool from you

Maybe I can parlez a little Francais
Maybe I can even write a whole page a day
Do a crossword puzzle in a minute or two
But I learned to be cool from you

You said it's more about music
And less about fame
You taught us it's okay
To play without shame
It's more about life
And the right thing to do
Hang on to the hullabaloo

Hey Captain Walter steering for the stars
Always knowing that your vision was true
It was your sign off note that kept us afloat
We learned to be cool from you

Maybe I can parlez a little Francais
Maybe I can still write a whole page a day
Do a crossword puzzle in a second or two
But I learned to be cool from you
I learned to be cool from you

Life Short Call Now Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Billboards promise paradise
And tattoos "done while you wait"
Possible futures all laid out
On the sweeping curve of the interstate

Got no city, got no land
Got no lover, got no wife
How many ways to say goodbye
Can one man fit in a nomad life?
Life short-call now

Lone car waxes, then it wanes
Leaves only voices in the hall
And in the room next door to mine
The bed is banging on the wall

You've no idea how I long
For even one loving caress
For you to step into my heart
Without deception or duress
Life short-call now

Surfing In A Hurricane Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

I fee like Goin' Surfing in a Hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane

We left the bar last night about half past eight
Down to the Alabama shore, not the Aloha state
This storm may pass, it was too late
Hey, we ain't the kind to evacuate
The impact zone is callin' out my name

Sea monster night pulling nothing but pride and fear
St. Christopher may not get our asses outta here
Flooded roads, trailer parks
Maybe a tornado workin' in the dark
The perfect life, riding to eternity

I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane

The waves were hard, the seas were high
Wicked thunderbolts flashed in my eyes
We swam out to the sandbar in the dark
Howling at the moon, cussin' at the sharks

[Guitar Solo]

I made the first drop and my cojones were in my throat
The second wave hit me
Brother, that's all she wrote
Upside down, water on the brain
Into the bottom, but feelin' no pain
Screamin like a Seaman, paddlin' out again

I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane

I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane

Buffet Hotel Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Well the train slipped into the station
A worn out steel blue soul
A relic from colonial days
When the French were still in control
Lorsque les Francais ont ete en controle

It's an outpost in transition
Where the faithful in the bar
Know from the whistle and the squeaking wheels
That the next stop is Dakar
La prochaine etape etait Dakar

Talk on the radio
Talk on the street
Talk of men with money loco from the heat
Talk about the rail band
Pickin up the beat
We lit that great reunion
With the headlights on the jeep

And there's history on that jukebox
Where the spies and scoundrels dwell
It was the place to go in Bamako
Direction Buffet Hotel
Direction Buffet Hotel

Now we're lost in the Sahara
Four hours north of Tombouctou
Lookin' for a nomad who knows
Or maybe some wandering Jew
Allons a Essakane, Syndou
(Get us to Essakana, Syndou)

Then we heard that Tuareg combo
We had come so very far
And we were welcomed out of history
By the wind, the sand and the stars
J'ai commence a le percevoir

Sand in the couscous
Sand in the wine
There was sand in my guitar case
Stories in my mind

Machine guns on the hilltop
Camels in my tent
Buried in a sandstorm
As the music came and went

Well we crawled out of that desert
And the storm erased our tracks
The Sahara showed her heart to us
And then she took it back

Well we made it back to Bamako
Before that last call bell
We bought rounds for all our newfound friends
We owned Buffet Hotel
Nous avons eu Buffet Hotel

I recall dipomats
And hookers
I saw strangers diggin' wells
And for that one great night in Bamako
We owned Buffet Hotel

A Lot To Drink About Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Hey, have you noticed that the world has changed
That the news is all bad
Well, I think it

"Take The Weather With You" (2006)

Bama Breeze Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

At the Bama Breeze
You can shoot some pool down there
You can act a fool down there
You can play it cool down there

At the Bama Breeze
You can drink some beer down there
Argue, laugh, and cheer down there
Pass another year down there

Jimmy got caught smoking a joint
Out behind the bar
Sittin' in his car
And they took him to jail
The tip jar paid his bail

In 1984 Mick Jagger
Passed through town
Bought the house a round
Signed his name on the wall
In the Ladies bathroom stall... yeah

At the Bama Breeze
I turned 21 down there
Had too much fun down there
Stumbled out with the sun down there

Saturday Nights the Bouncer Grady
Lets the ladies in free with the fake I.D
And the short-enough skirt
Yea figures what the hell could it hurt

Second set the owner Lulu
Get's up with the band
A beer in her hand
And sings "Freebird" slow
Then she raises a toast
Here's to Ronnie and the boys
Now everybody make some noise!

At the Bama Breeze
You're one of our own down there
You never drink alone down there
Good God I feel at home down there

At the Bama Breeze
You're one of our own down there
You never drink alone down there
Good God I feel at home down there

Party At The End Of The World Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Calling Paris
Come in London
Come in New York
Hello Rio
The bad news is the world is ending
The good news is there's a party
But you better get here quick

When you feel like a written off actor on Deadwood
About to get fed to the pigs
When that preacher's bus from hell
Blastin' just cowbell
Parks itself in front of your digs

There's a place you can go called Tierra Del Feugo
Down in the Southern Hemisphere
It's kinda Troy without Helen
Past the Straits of Magellan
Things are always looking up down here

Cause there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl (tango twirl)
Forget the temples in Nepal
Cancel the fete in Montreal
There's a party at the end of the world

It seems like I've run out of reasons to be here
So I'm just gonna steal from myself
If your attitude's appalling
There's a latitude that's calling
Get yourself past that continental shelf

Now the band that we hired
Is playing quite inspired
Singing Eskimos and eunuchs from Bangkok
And this location's so nice
We'll never run out of ice
'Cause Antarctica's just around the block

And there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl (tango twirl)
Now don't make that big mistaica
And wind up with Miss Jamaica
At the party at the end of world

Flying machines, yellow submarines
French girls in cowboy decor- "D'accord"
RSVP isn't needed you see
And they all just be screaming for more-AMOUR

Now in case you hadn't heard
Things are getting quite absurd
No one really shocks us that's for sure
Roadside bombers and tsunamis
Oh god How I miss those Commies
No one really plays fair anymore

But I've spoken to the yogis
And had meetings with my roadies
Who tell me that arrangements are complete
Just below the "Roaring forties"
I am going to fly some sorties
So you best reserve that cherished window seat

To the party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do that tango twirl (tango twirl)
I don't care about "the Rapture"
When there's native girls to capture
There's a party at the end of the world

Who cares if there's no playa
We'll be rocking in Ushuaia
At the party at the end
You surely must attend
The party at the end of the world

Weather With You Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Walking around the room singing
Stormy weather at 57 Mount Pleasant Street
Well its the same room but everything's different
You can fight the sleep but not the dream

Things aint cooking in my kitchen
Strange affliction wash over me
Julius Caesar and the roman empire
Couldn't conquer the blue sky

Well There's a small boat made of china
It's Goin nowhere on the mantlepiece
Do I lie like a loungeroom lizard
Or do I sing like a bird released

Everywhere you go
You always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go
You always take the weather with you

Everybody's On The Phone Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Message in a bottle, rhythm of a drum
Smoke signals and telegraphs make the airwaves hum
But that's all ancient history like bongs and Lincoln Logs
Now we livin' like the Jetsons in a wacky wireless fog
Talkin' squawkin' hawkin' who knows if anybody's gettin' through

Toasters talk to crackberries, Boston to Bombay
Teenage schemes and Ma-bell's dreams as minutes tick away
We act like crazy people talking to ourselves
Crashing cars in conversation while that shit flies off the shelf
The information superhighways locked up like a L.A. traffic jam

Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone

Do you remember dialing up?
Yes I remember well
Now I just can't go anywhere with out that sacred cell
I think that I might die if I miss anything at all
Text me, send me an e-mail, link me up, give me a call
I'm ADD on AOL tryin to read the writing on the wall

Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone

Now I'm a real jungle jumper
I'm a megahertz man
I swing from tree to tree on the very latest plan
On the download In the dropout zones
In every major city 'cross the land
I got my Marley on my ringtone, get up, stand up, reach out, touch somebody man

Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone

Can you hear me?
Can you hear me now?
I gotta get over by the beerstand
Oh shit my batteries are going
I'll call you back

Whoop De Doo Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

If I'm over the moon
It's because I'm over you
A day at a time
And I'm tickety-boo
I don't carry on
The way I used to
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo

If I'm doing great
It's because when I get home
I don't go straight
To my answerphone
And the tears don't come
The way they used to
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo

So many little things
Are so much better now
They were only the little things
Anyhow

If I'm over the moon
It's because that's what I am
Funny that once
I used to give a damn
And I'd do anything
In the whole wide world for you
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo

Anything
Anything you'd want me to
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo

Nothing But A Breeze Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Life is much too short for some folks
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey
Others figure tea is too strong

I'm the type of guy who likes it right down the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue North

In a small suburban garden
Not a single neighbor knows our name
I know the woman wishes we would move somewhere
Where the houses aren't all the same

Jimmy, I wish you would take me
Where the grass is greener
I really couldn't say where it may be
Somewhere up high on a mountain top
Or down by the deep blue sea

And there we'll do just as we please
It ain't nothing but a breeze

One day I'll soon be a grandpa
All the pretty girls will call me "sir,"
Now, where they're asking me how things are
Soon they'll ask me how things were
Well, I don't mind being a longboarding grandpa
If you'll be my awsome grandma
I suggest we have a little cool conch salad
In the shade down in old Nassau

And there we'll do just as we please
It ain't nothing but a breeze

Life is much too short for some folks
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smooth tequila
Others figure tea is too strong

I'm the type of guy who likes it right down the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue North

Yea, me I want to live with my flip flops in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue North

Cinco De Mayo In Memphis Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Meanwhile down on Beale Street
Drinking in a Beale Street bar
There's a fog rolling off the Mississippi
Has anybody seen Arkansas?
And the deckhands from the towboats
Come ashore wearing Mexican shoes
Headed strait for Graceland
It Was the first thing they wanted to do

Cinco de Mayo in Memphis
Marchetti singing the blues
Soul Sisters huggin Senoritas
All sportin' Blue suede shoes

Porkpie hats and sombreros
Hangin on a downtown street
Swingin pool cues at pinatas
Don't that river smell sweet?
And they all come to get'm some Memphis
A little somethin' for their souls
Lowriders lined up with limousines Hey
They all came to rock and roll

Cinco de Mayo in Memphis
Marchetti singing the blues
Southern belles and Senoritas
All sportin Blue suede shoes

Cinco de Mayo in Memphis
Marchetti singing the blues
Southern belles and Senoritas
All sportin Blue suede shoes

Reggabilly Hill Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

I don't know if I was dreamin' I don't know if it was real
Everything was movin' and yet everything was still
People came from everywhere and no one felt the chill
That lingered in the valley down by Reggabilly Hill

They came across the water they came across the sand
Everyone was singing Oh you should of heard the band
A song in adoration of the everlasting will
That gathered them together there on Reggabilly Hill

Ocean deep mountain high
And a river of blood flowed down
Pourin' out from a wound that would not heal
So always and forever we'll remember how it feels

The ones who had it all and the ones who'd made a name
Were walkin' side by side with the naked and the lame
Hungry little children ate until they had their fill
Then they tumbled through the clover down on Reggabilly Hill

On top of the hill they were dancin' through a fire
Whirl away the sorrow as you move a little higher
Slowly makin' circles through the purple sky until
You could barely see 'em wavin' there on Reggabilly Hill

Ocean deep mountain high
And a river of blood flowed down
Pourin' out from a wound that would not heal
Always and forever we'll remember how it feels
Always and Forever

Elvis Presley Blues Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died

Just a country boy that combed his hair
And he put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air
And he shook it like a chorus girl
And he shook it like a Harlem queen
He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby,
Like you never seen

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
How he took it all out of black and white
Grabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tight

And he shook it like a hurricane
He shook it like to make it break
And he shook it like a holy roller, baby
With his soul at stake

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
He was all alone in a long decline
Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died

When he shook it and he rang like silver
He shook it and he shine like gold
He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby
Well bless my soul
Bless My Soul

I was thinking that night about Elvis
The Day that he died

Hula Girl At Heart Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

She owns a window to the ocean
She has a pipeline to the sky
But earthly creatures rarely notice
When Guardian Angels pass them by

Like a gecko behind a painting
With hidden wisdom to impart
In a world that needs more dancing
She's a hula girl at heart

Photographs show she is lovely
Her bare feet are a work of art
Her fragrance speaks of frangipani
Yes she's still a hula girl at heart

With Her pad and watercolors
Drawing fish and butterflies
Children always seem to conjure
Images they recognize
In the land beside the ocean
Where romantics seem to dwell
Destiny can set in motion
Ripples that turn into swells
She Knows how to face the music
She Knows where the magic starts
In a world that needs more dancing
She's still a hula girl at heart

Songs sing slow
Days zoom by
Time can't keep her
Nor can I

She has worn a wealth of costumes
Hula skirt to wedding gown
Lived in cities walked through jungles
Always sees the sun go down

In this age of teeming tourists
Fellow travelers know her well
The darling of deserted beaches
Hides her wisdom in a shell
Her sensual and easy motion
Seems impossible to chart
In a world that needs more dancing
She's still a hula girl at heart

Wheel Inside The Wheel Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

The parade of souls is marching across the sky
Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by
The All Stars play "When the Saints Go Marching In"
A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the wind

Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes his million dollar smile
Marie Laveau promenades with Oscar Wilde
Big Funky Stella twirls her little red umbrella to the beat
As the soul parade winds its way down Eternity Street

Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundown
Spyboy meets Spyboy, and Big Chief meets Big Chief uptown
They circle and sway in their rainbow colored feathers and beads
They prance like peacocks, children of slavery freed

Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
Roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

The Krewe of the Crossbones parades into the midnight sun
They march through the fire and come out beating homemade drums
While the French Quarter Queens in their high-heeled drag disguise
Sing "Over the Rainbow" 'til Judy Garland quivers and sighs

Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

Flambeau dancers light the walkway to Jean Pierre's
There's a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be there
Sipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and talking trash
It's a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial bash

Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
I said roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Yeah, roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

Silver Wings Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Silver wings shinning in the sunlight
Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight
Their taking you away, leaving me lonely
Silver wings slowly fading out of sight

Don't leave me I cry, don't take that airplane ride
But you locked me out of your mind
Left me standing here behind

Silver wings shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight
Their taking you away, leaving me lonely
Silver wings slowly fading out of sight

Don't leave me I cry, don't take that airplane ride
But you locked me out of your mind
Left me standing here behind

Silver wings shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight
They're taking you away

Leaving me lonely
Silver wings slowley fading out of sight
Silver wings slowley fading out of sight

Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

I bought a cheap watch from a crazy man
Floating down canal
It doesn't use numbers or moving hands
It always just says now
Now you may be thinking that I was had
But this watch is never wrong
And If I have trouble the warranty said
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

And it rained, It was nothing really new
And it blew, we've seen all that before
And it poured, the Earth began to strain
Pontchartrain leaking through the door, tides at war

If a hurricane doesn't leave you dead
It will make you strong
Don't try to explain it just nod your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

[Guitar Solo]

And it rained, It was nothing really new
And it blew, seen all that before
And it poured, the Earth began to strain
Pontchartrain buried the 9th Ward to the 2nd floor

According to my watch the time is now
Past is dead and gone
Don't try to shake it just nod your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

Don't try to shake it just bow your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

Duke's On Sunday Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

People here and all over the world
Men, women, little boys and girls
Gather 'round by the seaside, Beach party tropic style
Diamond head and palm trees, surf riders on the sea
It's the place to be, it's the place to be

One the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise

Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday

Music playing happy songs, everybody's getting along
Dancing in the sunshine, sippin' on that rose wine
Good times will set your free
Oh this is the place to be

On the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise

Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday

Down in front underneath the sun
Just you and me just you and me just you and me

Feelin' good and feelin' right, sunset is out of sight
Another beautiful Hawaiian day, everything's gonna be ok
Let's get together and do this again
Maybe I'll see you here next week my friend

At the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise

Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday

Here We Are Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are

Who would have thought this game, this flame would still be burning
Who would have guessed that all these blenders would still be churning
Not even we on our bended knees could have ever blessed it
Not even I with my head in the sky would have ever guessed it

But here we are, for a family reunion, costume barbeque
All the black sheep, family outcasts, and a freak or two

No the hat tricks and the gold bricks still don't have us down
Still a party for the hearty when we come to town
You're still grinning and we're still winning, nothing left to say
Death Defying as I go flying down this endless wave

And here we are, we're the offbeat Uncle Freds who spill their wine on you
And the in-your-face Aunt Rachels with an attitude
All the ones that use your bathroom then eat all your food
We're the dreamy Deadheads who just like us and Dave Matthews

Here we are, maybe it's because in spite of all the work we do
It's the child in us we really value
Here we are, with our fins up and our feathers flashing
Here we are, with our coconut shell brassieres chanting

Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are

soundtrack: "Hoot" (2006)

Barefootin' Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (duet with Alan Jackson)

Everybody get on your feet
You make me nervous when you in your seat
Take off your shoes and pat your feet
We're doing a dance that can't be beat
We're barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'

Went to a party the other night
Long Tall Sally was out of sight
She threw her wig, and her high sneakers too
She was doing a dance without any shoes
She was barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'

Hey little girl with the red dress on
I bet you can barefoot all night long
Take off your shoes and throw them away
Come back and get them another day
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'

Lil John Henry he said to Sue
If I can barefoot, you can barefoot too
Sue told John, I can get out here and groove
I was barefootin ever since I was two
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Take off your shoes and dance
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'

Floridays (Reggae Version) Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

I come from where the rivers meet the sea
That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free
I was early into crazy ways
My folks said, "It's just a phase"
They were hoping for better days

Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
Write 'em down, pas 'em around
It's the gospel from the coast
Reflections, not just replays
Takin' time to escape the maze
Lookin' for better days

I spent a year of my life one night
On the beaches in old Beirut
Seems that all they're aimin' for there
Is to hang around and shoot
Each others' lives away
Bloody winds on a distant bay
They're lookin' for better days

Looking to the left, looking to the right
Looking to the stars to shed some light
Hoping for a breath, hoping for break
Hopin' for the give without the take

The dreamers line the state road
Just to watch the runway show
Slouched behind their steering wheels
They just watch the big jets go
Streakin' through the morning haze
Focal point of a distant gaze
Lookin' for better days

Pale invaders and tanned crusaders
Are worshipping the sun
On the corner of "walk" and "don't walk"
Somewhere on US 1
I'm back to livin' Floridays
Blue skies and ultra-violet rays
Lookin' for better days

I'm back to livin' Floridays
Blue skies and ultra-violet rays
Lookin' for better days, lookin' for better days
Lookin' for Floridays

Better days, better days
Everybody's lookin' for better days
Somewhere beneath the shining star
Better days, mon't you take me to better days
Better days, I sure could use a few better days
Floridays

Good Guys Win Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett

So you're looking for a hero
That you can see with your own eyes
When they don't wear the mask and cape
They're hard to recognize

Even though these are cynical times
Bear it in mind

Good guys win
Every once in while
Full grown men
Get to learn from a child
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
The good guys win

Trouble all around us
Dirty tricks at every turn
Seems that we historically
Refuse to live and learn

You start to wonder if all
Hope is gone
You would be wrong

Good guys win
Every once in while
Full grown men
Get to learn from a child.
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
Good guys win.

State of confusion we're so disillusioned
You turn on the news and
Good guys win
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again

Good guys win
Every once in while
Full grown men
Get to learn from a child
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
The Good guys win.

Werewolves Of London Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (originally by Warren Zevon)

I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein
Werewolves of London

If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Werewolves of London

He's the hairy handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
Better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
I'd like to meet his tailor
Werewolves of London

Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London again
Draw blood

Wondering Where The Lions Are Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (originally by Bruce Cockburn)

Sun's up, uh huh, looks okay
The world survives into another day
And I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

I had another dream about lions at the door
They weren't half as frightening as they were before
But I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

Walls windows trees, waves coming through
You be in me and I'll be in you
Together in eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

Up among the firs where it smells so sweet
Or down in the valley where the river used to be
I got my mind on eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...

Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake
Thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take
Pointing a finger at eternity
I'm sitting in the middle of this ecstasy

Young men marching, helmets shining in the sun,
Polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
(Should be!) they got me thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...

Freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
One of these days we're going to sail away,
Going to sail into eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...

"License To Chill" (2004)

Hey Good Lookin' Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Clint Black, Kenny Chesney, Alan Jackson, Toby Keith and George Strait)

[Jimmy:]
Hey, Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
How's about cookin' something up with me

[George Strait:]
Hey, sweet baby, don't you think maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe.

[Alan Jackson:]
I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill
[Clint Black:]
And I know a spot right over the hill
There's soda pop and the dancin's free
So if you wanna have fun come a- long with me.

[Kenny Chesney:]
Say Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
[Toby Keith:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.

[Jimmy:]
Let's stir it up boys.

[Jimmy:]
I'm free and I'm ready
maybe we can go steady
[Clint:]
How's about savin' all your time for me
[Kenny:]
No more lookin',
[Toby:]
I know I've been tooken
[George:]
How's about keepin' steady company.

[Kenny:]
I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence
[Toby:]
And find me one for five or ten cents.
[George:]
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
[Clint:]
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on ev'ry page.

[All:]
Hey, Hey, Good Lookin',
[Alan:]
Whatcha got cookin'
[Jimmy:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
[Clint:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
[George:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.

Boats To Build Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Alan Jackson)

It's time for a change
I'm tired of that same ol same
The same ol words the same ol lines
The same ol tricks and the same ol rhymes

Days precious days
Roll in and out like waves
I got boards to bend I got planks to nail
I got charts to make I got seas to sail

I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build

Sails are just like wings
The wind can make em sing
Songs of life songs of hope
Songs to keep your dreams afloat
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build

Shores distant shores
There's where I'm headed for
Got the stars to guide my way
Sail into the light of day

I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build

License To Chill Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Kenny Chesney)

[Jimmy Buffett:]
Work, work, work
Big pile of it and the boss is a jerk.
I just want to disappear
Wishin' I was somewhere other than here.

Livin' for the weekend,
Jumpin' off the deep end,
With just enough money to buy
A license to chill
And I believe I will

Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
A little bit of money, the night's still young
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill

[Kenny Chesney:]
Girls, girls, girls
Ain't nothin' like them in the whole wide world.
So damn smart and cute,
And it's amazing what they pass off as a bathing suit.
Winners and losers
Sailors and cruisers
We're all qualified, for a license to chill
And I believe I will

Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
A little bit of money, the night's still young
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill

[Jimmy And Kenny:]
License to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
One good song will last all night long
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill

A license to chill

[Jimmy spoken:]
Ramos go rent me a coupe deville
Hey KL, where's that barbecue grill
Head on down to Margaritaville
Have me a cheeseburger with a big pickle dill
Jesus, I sound kinda mentally ill
I guess I better go turn on Dr Phil

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