Boats, Beaches, Bars, Ballads (1992)

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Son Of A Son Of A Sailor

    SON OF A SON OF A SAILOR
    Jimmy Buffett

    As the son of a son of a sailor,
    I went out on the sea for adventure,
    Expanding their view of the captain and crew
    Like a man just released from indenture.

    As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man,
    I have chalked up many a mile.
    Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks,
    And I've learned much from both of their styles.

    Son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor.
    Son of a gun; load the last ton
    One step ahead of the jailer.

    Now away in the near future, southeast of disorder,
    You can shake the hand of the mango man
    As he greets you at the border.

    And the lady she hails from Trinidad,
    Island of the spices.
    Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet,
    And the rum is for all your good vices.

    Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind that our
    Forefathers harnessed before us.
    Hear the bells ring as the tide rigging sings.
    It's a son of a gun of a chorus.

    Where it all ends I can't fathom, my friends.
    If I knew, I might toss out my anchor.
    So I'll cruise along always searchin' for songs,
    Not a lawyer, a thief or a banker.

    But a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor.
    Son of a gun, load the last ton
    One step ahead of the jailer
    I'm just a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor
    The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains.
    I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Havana Daydreamin'

    HAVANA DAYDREAMIN'
    Jimmy Buffett

    Stashed his trash in Ecuador, bought a good suit of clothes.
    Flew on up to Mexico, standin' by the shore.
    Waiting for some mystery man, to pay him for his time.
    Thinkin' about all the money he made,
    couldn't help to ease his mind
    Havana daydreamin' oh he's just dreamin' his life away.

    Daddy shucked that sugar cane,
    One day he fell dead.
    Jesus had a wanderin' feelin'
    Swimmin around in his head.
    Sailin' on a midnight boat,
    There were no questions asked,
    Water's so green and the air was so clean
    That he stuck right to his task, Havana daydreamin',
    Oh he's just schemin', his life away.

    Ceilin' fan stirs the air
    Cigar smoke did swirl,
    A fragrance on the pillow case
    And he thinks about the girl.
    Spillin' wine wine and sharin' good times
    She sure could make him smile.
    He pays her well but what the hell
    He'll be movin' in a little while, Havana daydreamin',
    Havana daydreamin'
    Oh he'll be dreamin' his life away.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Manana

    MANANA
    Jimmy Buffett

    She said I can't go back to America soon
    It's so goddamn cold it's gonna snow until June
    Yeah, they're freezin' up in Buffalo stuck in their cars
    And I'm lyin' here 'neath the sun and the stars.
    Customs man tell her that she's gotta leave
    She's got a plan hidden up her shrewd sleeve
    Wants to find her a captain, a man of strong mind
    And any direction he blows will be fine.

    Chorus:
    Please don't say manana if you don't mean it
    I have heard those words for so very long
    Don't try to describe the ocean if you've never seen it
    Don't ever forget that you just may wind up being wrong.

    Tried and I tried but I don't understand
    Never seems to work out the way I had it planned
    Hanging out at a marina when Steve Martin called
    Singin' anybody there really want to get small.

    But women and water are in short supply
    There's not enough dope for us all to get high
    I hear it gets better, that's what they say
    As soon as we sail on to Cane Garden Bay.

    Chorus:
    Please don't say manana if you don't mean it
    I have heard your lines for so very long
    Don't try to describe the scenery if you've never seen it
    Don't ever forget that you just may wind up in my song.

    Called all my friends on those cheap nightly rates
    Sure was good to talk to the old United States
    While the lights of St. Thomas lie twenty miles west
    I see General Electric's still doing their best.

    I've got to head this boat south pretty soon
    New album's old and I'm fresh out of tunes
    But I know that I'll get 'em, I know that they'll come
    Through the people and places and Caldwood's Rum

    Chorus:
    So please don't say manana if you don't mean it
    I have done your lines for so very long
    Don't try to describe a Kiss concert if you've never seen it
    Don't ever forget that you just may wind up being gone
    And I hope Anita Bryant never does one of my songs.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Treat Her Like A Lady

    TREAT HER LIKE A LADY
    Jimmy Buffett, Dave Loggins

    Some of us sailors call her home
    She's big and she's strong and she's mighty
    Some of us sailors call her our own
    Guess that's the reason why I treat her like a lady
    Treat her like a lady, just treat her like a lady

    Now I don't like the sound of the ground movin' round
    Or winds spinnin' out of control
    California earthquakes only seem to make a' me
    shake, rattle and roll

    I been too long on the mainland
    Hotels, rental cars and phones
    Time to cast them aside, catch the very next tide
    And go back where belong

    Some of sailors call her home
    She's big and she's strong and she's mighty
    Some of us sailors call her our own
    Guess that's the reason why I treat her like a lady
    Treat her like a lady

    Great whales travel the wrong lines
    Dodging those deadly harpoons
    Spawning their young as their ancestors done
    In the depths of her hidden lagoons

    There are times I find myself with them
    And times I feel as they do
    We're on a similar course it's just a different source
    But I'm in danger of extinction too

    Some of us sailors call her home
    She big and she's strong and she's mighty
    Some of us sailors call her our own
    Guess that's the reason why I treat her like a lady
    Treat her like a lady
    Treat her like a lady
    Treat her like a lady
    And miss her when I'm gone.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Steamer

    STEAMER
    John Scott Sherrill

    I remember that steamer
    The time you set sail
    The crowd was steamin', streamin' and leanin' on the rail
    Then the big whistle blew
    And I lost my place
    Next thing I knew
    I could not find your face

    I can see myself dreamin'
    The time you came home
    Your face was beamin', seemin'
    To stand out alone

    The dinner bell chimed
    And I found my seat
    When your eyes met mine
    Your smile was so sweet

    INSTRUMENTAL

    I remember that river
    First time we made love
    Oh I still kinda shiver a little
    At what I'm thinkin' of
    How your dress it just floated
    All down around your knees
    And I held my breath my God, my girl

    INSTRUMENTAL

    But most of all it's that steamer
    The time you set sail
    And the crowds always steamin', streamin' and
    Leanin' on the rail
    Then the big whistle blows
    And I always lose my place
    Next thing I know
    I cannot find your face

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Jolly Mon Sing

    JOLLY MON
    Jimmy Buffett, Will Jennings & Michael Utley

    There is a tale that the island people tell
    Don't care if it is true 'cause I love it so well.
    Jolly Mon sang for his supper every night
    The people fed him well 'cause he treated them so right

    Of Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make Orion ring

    And they wanted him to sing on the islands near and far
    He always found his way by Orion the lucky star
    He'd tell them of their joys, he'd tell them of their woes
    They'd love to see him come and hate to see him go

    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make the music ring

    He was making his way home on a dark and stormy night
    When he heard a cry for help, he saw a flashing light
    When he reached the other boat and offered him a hand
    They said, "Give us all your cargo." as they took
    a pirate stand

    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh give them everything

    "Jolly Mon we know you - Sing your last song very well"
    They tossed him in the ocean cause their hearts were
    made in hell
    Came along a dolphin, he said,"Jolly Mon Hello"
    "I've always loved your singing - climb on board
    and don't let go."

    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make the oceans ring

    The night was filled with magic as they bid the sea goodbye
    They swam into the heavens - they stayed up in the sky
    And all the island people when they wish upon a star
    See the dolphin and the Jolly Mon who tell them where
    they are

    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make the heavens ring
    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make the magic ring

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Nautical Wheelers

    Nautical Wheelers
    A1A

    Nautical Wheelers who call themselves sailors
    Play fiddle tunes under the stars.
    Petticoats rustle, working shoes scuffle,
    Hustle on down to the bars.

    Where the jukebox is blastin'
    and the liquor is flowing
    an occasional bottle of wine.
    That's cause everyone here is just more than
    contented to be living and dying in three quarter time.

    Chorus
    And It's dance with me, dance with me
    Nautical Wheelers.
    Take me to stars that you know.
    Come on and dance with me,
    Nautical Wheelers
    I want so badly to go.

    Well the left foot it'll follow where the
    Right foot has traveled down to the
    Sidewalks unglued.
    And into the street of my city so neat,
    Where nobody cares what you do.
    And Sonja's just grinnin'
    And Phil is ecstatic and
    Mason has jumped in the sea.
    While I'm hangin' on to a line
    from my sailboat oh,
    Nautical Wheelers save me.

    Chorus

    Well the sunrise'll bring on the
    sleep that's escaped us and
    ev'ryone's off to their bed.
    There'll be huggin' and sqeezin',
    a little pleasin' and teasin'
    and rubbin' of each others' head.
    So won't you dream on comrades;
    seems nothing affects you,
    nothing, no reason nor rhyme.
    That's cause ev'ryone here is just more than
    contented to be living and dying in three quarter time.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Take It Back

    Currently unavailable
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    Disc 1 - Boats: On A Slow Boat To China

    ON A SLOW BOAT TO CHINA
    Frank Loesser

    I'd love to get you
    On a slow boat to China
    All to myself alone

    Get you and keep you
    In my arms ever more
    Leave all your lovers
    Weepin' on a far away shore

    Out on the briny
    With the moon big and shiny
    Melting your heart of stone
    Honey I'd love to get you
    On a slow boat to China
    All by myself alone

    INSTRUMENTAL

    I'd love to get ya
    On a slow boat to China
    All to myself alone
    A twist in the rudder
    And a rip in the sails
    Drifting and dreamin'
    Honey throw the compass over the rail

    Out on the ocean
    Far from all the commotion
    Melting your heart of stone
    Honey I'd love to get you
    On a slow boat to China
    All to myself alone.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes

    CHANGES IN LATITUDES, CHANGES IN ATTITUDES
    Jimmy Buffett

    I took off for a weekend last month
    Just to try and recall the whole year.
    All of the faces and all of the places,
    wonderin' where they all disappeared.
    I didn't ponder the question too long;
    I was hungry and went out for a bite.
    Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum,
    and we wound up drinkin' all night.

    It's those changes in latitudes,
    changes in attitudes nothing remains quite the same.
    With all of our running and all of our cunning,
    If we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane.

    These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes;
    Nothing remains quite the same.
    Through all of the islands and all of the highlands,
    If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane

    Reading departure signs in some big airport
    Reminds me of the places I've been.
    Visions of good times that brought
    so much pleasure
    makes me want to go back again.
    If it suddenly ended tomorrow,
    I could somehow adjust to the fall.
    Good times and riches and son of a bitches,
    I've seen more than I can recall...(to chorus)

    I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine;
    I wish I could jump on a plane.
    And so many nights I just dream of the ocean.
    God, I wish I was sailin' again.
    Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder,
    So I can't look back for too long.
    There's just too much to see waiting in front of me,
    and I know that I just can't go wrong
    with these...(to chorus)

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Love And Luck

    Currently unavailable
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    Disc 1 - Boats: Captain And The Kid, The

    THE CAPTAIN AND THE KID
    Jimmy Buffett

    I never use to miss the chance
    to climb upon his knee and listen
    to the many tales of life upon the sea.

    We'd go sailing back on barkentines and
    talk of things he did, tomorrow just a
    day away for the Captain and the Kid.

    His world had gone from sailing ships
    to raking mom's back yard;
    he never could adjust to land although
    he tried so hard.

    We both were growing older then and
    wiser with our years;
    that's when I came to understand
    the course his heart still steers.

    He died about a month ago
    while winter filled the air,
    and though I cried, I was so proud
    to love a man so rare.

    He's somewhere on the ocean now,
    the place he ought to be;
    with one hand on the starboard rail,
    he's waving back at me.
    For the Captain and this kid.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Tryin' To Reason With Hurricane Season

    Trying to Reason with the Hurricane Season

    Squalls out on the Gulfstream,
    Big storms coming soon.
    I passed out in my hammock,
    God, I slept way past noon.
    Stood up and tried to focus,
    I hoped I wouldn't have to look far.
    I knew I could use a Bloody Mary,
    So I stumbled next door to the bar.

    Chorus
    And now I must confess,
    I could use some rest.
    I can't run at this pace very long.
    Yes, it's quite insane,
    I think it hurts my brain.
    But it cleans me out and then I can go on.

    There's something about this Sunday
    It's a most peculiar gray
    Strolling down the avenue
    That's known as A1A
    I was feeling tired, then I got inspired.
    And I knew that it wouldn't last long
    So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach
    And then I made up this song.

    Chorus

    Well, the wind is blowin' harder now
    Fifty knots or there about,
    There's white caps on the ocean.
    And I'm watching for water spouts
    It's time to close the shutters
    It's time to go inside.
    In a week I'll be in gay Paris;
    That's a mighty long airplane ride.

    Chorus
    Yes, It cleans me out and then I can go on.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Boat Drinks

    BOAT DRINKS
    Jimmy Buffett

    Boat drinks. Boys in the band ordered boat drinks.
    Visitors just scored on the home rink.
    Everything seems to be wrong.

    Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap airfare.
    I've got to fly to Saint Somewhere.
    I'm close to bodily harm.

    Chorus
    Twenty degrees and the hockey game's on.
    Nobody cares; they are way too far gone,
    screamin' "Boat drinks," somethin'
    to keep them all warm.
    This morning I shot six holes in my freezer.
    I think I got cabin fever.
    Somebody sound the alarm.
    I'd like to go where the pace of life's slow.
    Could you beam me somewhere, Mister Scott?
    Any old place here on Earth or in space.
    You pick the century and I'll pick the spot.

    I know I should be leaving this climate.
    I got a verse but can't rhyme it.
    I gotta go where it's warm.

    Boat drinks.
    Waitress, I need two more boat drinks.
    Then I'm headin south 'fore my dream shrinks.
    I gotta go where it's warm.

    I gotta go where it's warm.
    I gotta go where it's warm.
    I gotta go where there ain't any snow,
    where there ain't any blow,
    'cause my fin sinks so low.
    I gotta go where it's warm.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: One Particular Harbour

    ONE PARTICULAR HARBOUR
    Jimmy Buffett & Bobby Holcomb

    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI
    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI

    Nature lives (life to nature)
    Have pity for the Earth
    (Love the Earth)

    I know I don't get there often enough
    But God knows I surely try
    It's a magic kind of medicine
    That no doctor could prescribe

    I used to rule my world from a pay phone
    And ships out on the sea
    But now times are rough
    And I got too much stuff
    Can't explain the likes of me

    Chorus:
    But there's this one particular harbour
    So far but yet so near
    Where I see the days as they fade away
    And finally disappear

    But now I think about the good times
    Down in the Caribbean sunshine
    In my younger days I was so bad
    Laughin' about all the fun we had

    I've seen enough to feel the world spin
    Mixin' different oceans meetin' cousins
    Listen to the drummers and the night sounds
    Listen to the singers make the world go 'round

    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI
    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI

    Lakes below the mountains
    Flow into the sea
    Like oils applied to canvas
    They permeate through me

    And there's that one particular harbour
    Sheltered from the wind
    Where the children play on the shore each day
    And all are safe within

    Most mysterious calling harbour
    So far but yet so near
    I can see the day when my hair's full gray
    And I finally disappear

    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI
    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI

    UA PAU TE MAITAI NO TE FENUA
    RE ZAI NOA RA TE ORA O TE MITIE

    Bounty of the land is exhausted
    But there's still abundance on the sea

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Pirate Looks At Forty, A

    PIRATE LOOKS AT FORTY
    Jimmy Buffett

    Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call,
    Wanted to sail upon your waters
    since I was three feet tall.
    You've seen it all, you've seen it all.

    Watch the men who rode you,
    Switch from sails to steam.
    And in your belly you hold the treasure
    that few have ever seen, most of them dreams,
    Most of them dreams.

    Yes, I am a pirate two hundred years too late.
    The cannons don't thunder there's nothin' to plunder
    I'm an over forty victim of fate
    Arriving too late, arriving too late.

    I've done a bit of smugglin'
    I've run my share of grass.
    I made enough money to buy Miami,
    But I pissed it away so fast,
    Never meant to last, never meant to last.

    I have been drunk now for over two weeks,
    I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks,
    But I've got to stop wishin',
    Got to go fishin', I'm down to rock bottom again.
    Just a few friends, just a few friends.

    Instrumental

    I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
    And though I ran away, they'll come back one day.
    And still could manage a smile
    It just takes awhile, just takes awhile.

    Mother, mother ocean, after all these years I've found
    My occupational hazard being my occupations
    just not around.
    I feel like I've drowned,
    Gonna head uptown.

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    Disc 1 - Boats: Lovely Cruise

    LOVELY CRUISE

    Drink it up
    This ones for you
    It's been a lovely cruise
    I'm sorry it's ended
    It's sad but it's true
    Honey it's been a lovely cruise

    These moments were left with
    May you always remember
    These moments are shared by few
    There's wind in our hair
    And there's water in our shoes
    Honey, it's been a lovely cruise

    These moments we're left with
    May you always remember
    These moments are shared by few
    And those harbor lights
    Aw they're coming into view
    We bid our farewell much too soon
    So drink it up
    This one's for you
    Honey, it's been a lovely cruise
    Yea baby, it's been a lovely cruise
    Oh darlin' it's been a lovely cruise

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Margaritaville

    MARGARITAVILLE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Nibblin' on sponge cake,
    watchin' the sun bake;
    All of those tourists covered with oil.
    Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
    Smell those shrimp--
    They're beginnin' to boil.

    Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
    But I know it's nobody's fault.

    Don't know the reason,
    Stayed here all season
    With nothing to show but this brand new tattoo.
    But it's a real beauty,
    A Mexican cutie, how it got here
    I haven't a clue.

    Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
    Now I think,-- hell it could be my fault.

    I blew out my flip flop,
    Stepped on a pop top;
    Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
    But there's booze in the blender,
    And soon it will render
    That frozen concoction that helps me hang on.

    Wasted away again in Margaritaville
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
    But I know, it's my own damn fault.
    Yes, and some people claim that there's a woman to blame, And I know it's my own damn fault

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Grapefruit - Juicy Fruit

    GRAPEFRUIT-JUICY FRUIT
    Jimmy Buffett

    Grapefruit
    Bathing suit
    Chew a little Juicy Fruit
    Wash away the night

    Drive-in
    Guzzle gin
    Commit a little mortal sin
    It's good for the soul.

    (Bridge)
    And oh, it gets so damn lonely
    When you're on the plane all alone
    And if I had the money, Honey
    I'd strap you in beside me
    And never ever leave you
    Leave you at home all alone and crying.

    Ten speed
    No need
    My pick-up gets me where I please
    Shuggin' sown the street.
    But I'll be leavin'
    In a little while
    So close your eyes and I'll
    Be back real soon

    (Repeat bridge)
    (Repeat first verse)

    1973 ABC/Dunhill Music Inc (BMI)
    All Rights Reserved

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Ragtop Day

    RAGTOP DAY

    The five o'clock Friday blows
    I let it go
    I got to let it go
    I put on my weekend clothes
    Turn on the rock n' roll

    Throw all our cares away
    It's a ragtop day
    It's a ragtop day

    Classy little white and red turns everybody's head
    My baby meets me at the Five and Dime
    She's always right on time

    We roll all our cares away
    It's a ragtop day
    It's a ragtop day

    Cruise across the county line
    A little dance and dine
    A drive in picture show
    And when the midnight's comin' down
    We're headin' back to town
    She lets her lovin' show

    Feels like we're the only ones to see the morning sun
    Sleepin' thru the afternoon and risin' with the moon
    Oh don't the stars look bright
    It's a ragtop day
    It's a ragtop day
    We'll throw all our cares away
    I live for that ragtop day

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Frank And Lola

    FRANK AND LOLA
    Jimmy Buffett & Steve Goodman

    Lola loves Frank, Frankie loves Lola
    On their second honeymoon in Pensacola
    Tryin' to find a little privacy, oh me
    There'd been too much screamin', fussin' and fightin'
    The doggies were yellin', the children were bitin'
    Frank and Lola tryin' to get together again

    So he took her to this movie called "Body Heat"
    She said, "The Junior Mints were mushy and the sex was neat.
    Oh my, Frankie weren't we better than that before our spat."
    Frankie told Lola, "Honey, can't you see that I'll jump start you if
    you'll kick start me."
    Frankie and Lola, tryin' to get together again.

    So they strolled along the highway, they walked along the beach
    They stopped at several raw bars where they slurped a dozen each
    Bought a bunch of popcorn from the fat man on the dock
    Baby, turn back the pages, turn round the clock.

    Lola told Frank, "Time we put it to the test."
    After Frankie told Lola she was stil the best
    They fell asleep in the sand underneath the Florida moon in June.
    Lola counted rainbows, Frankie counted sheep
    Til they almost got run over by the lifeguards' jeep
    Frank and Lola tryin' to get together again.

    Go, Frank, go
    Lola, lo
    Go Frank, go, wow

    So they strolled along the highway, they walked along the beach
    Stopped at several raw bars where they slurped a dozen each
    Bought a bunch of popcorn from the fat man on the dock
    Baby turn back the pages, turn 'round the clock.

    Lola loves Frank, Frankie loves Lola
    On their second honeymoon in Pensacola
    Trying to find a little priva
    Trying to find a little priva
    Trying to find a little privacy

    Go, Frank, go
    Lola, lo
    Go, Mango

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Tin Cup Chalice

    Tin Cup Chalice
    Boats, Beaches, Bars, Ballads

    I want to go back to the island,
    Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'.
    Give me oysters and beer for dinner ev'ry day of the year,
    And I'll feel fine, I'll feel fine.

    Chorus:
    'Cause I want to be there,
    I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there.
    With a tin cup for a chalice
    Fill it up with good red wine,
    And I'm-a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine.

    Yeah, now the sun goes slidin' 'cross the water;
    Sailboats, they go searchin' for the breeze.
    Salt air it ain't thin,
    It can stick right to your skin,
    And make you feel fine.
    It makes you feel fine.

    Repeat Chorus.

    Yes, and now you heard my strange proposal;
    Get that Packard up and let's move.
    I want to be there before the day
    Tries to steal away and leave us behind;
    I've made up my mind;

    Repeat Chorus

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Knees Of My Heart

    KNEES OF MY HEART

    I've got a question for you
    Please grant me an interview
    Don't want to read it in a magazine
    Don't want to see it on the silver screen
    Don't let the craziness tear us apart

    I'm down on the knees of my heart
    Down here on the knees of my heart

    This comes from deep in my soul
    Your sweet love has taken control
    I'll swim across the ocean if you tell me so
    I'll take you to the jump up if you want to go
    It never is too late to make a brand new start

    I'm down here on the knees of my heart
    Down here on the knees of my heart

    Oh how I will sing if you give me everything
    I live for the day when there's nothing in our way

    I will be waiting tonight
    You'll find my boat by the light
    I'm gonna show you what my love can do
    Out on the ocean all alone with you
    We'll find a desert island on an ancient chart

    Take me from the knees of my heart
    Take me from the knees of my heart
    Take me from the knees of my heart
    Take me from the knees of my heart

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Money Back Guarantee

    MONEY BACK GUARANTEE
    (Jimmy Buffett, Will Jennings)

    One day you'll be glad I came around
    I may be the best thing you have found
    Ain't much you can count on in this town
    I swear I'm speaking from my heart
    And I won't let you down.

    (Chorus)
    My love is guaranteed
    You're never going to see the end of me
    I've got all you need
    Like a ginsu knife or a bamboo steamer
    Late night TV hawk-eyed screamer
    You'll be the coffee I'll be the creamer
    I'm money back, money back guaranteed
    Money back, money back guaranteed

    I just do my best to stay alive
    Got a junked out car but you should see me drive
    Racing down St Charles Avenue
    Ain't got much but what I got
    Will sure be good for you

    (Chorus)

    Flyin' down the highway of my dreams
    You will find my crazy love
    Is always what it seems

    (Chorus)

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: When The Coast Is Clear

    WHEN THE COAST IS CLEAR
    Jimmy Buffett & Mac MacAnally
    (for Emery Clark, who paints it better than I can say it)

    They're closin' down the hangout
    The air is turnin' cool
    They'r shuttin' off the "superslide"
    The kids are back in school

    The tourist traps are empty
    Vacancy abounds
    Almost like it used to be
    Before the circus came to town

    (CHORUS)
    That's when it always happens
    Same time every year
    I come down to talk to me
    When the coast is clear

    Hello mister other me
    It's been a long time
    We hardly get to have these chats
    That in itself's a crime

    So tell me all your troubles
    I'll surely tell you mine
    We'll laugh and smoke and cuss and joke
    And have a glass of wine

    (CHORUS)
    That's where it always happens
    Same place every year
    I come down and talk to me
    When the coast is clear

    (INSTRUMENTAL)

    It's the only place he knows
    Where it always happens
    Same place every year
    I come down and talk to me
    When the coast is clear

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Biloxi

    BILOXI

    Down around Biloxi
    Pretty girls are dancin' in the sea
    They all look like sisters in the ocean
    The boy will fill his pail with salty water
    And the storms will blow from off towards New Orleans

    Sun shines on Biloxi
    Air is filled with vapors from the sea
    Boy will dig a pool beside the ocean
    He sees creatures from his dream underwater
    And the sun will set from off towards New Orleans

    Stars can see Biloxi
    Stars can find their faces in the sea
    We are walking down beside the ocean
    We are splashing naked in the water
    And the sky is red from off towards New Orleans
    And the sky is red from off towards New Orleans

    Down around Biloxi
    Pretty girls are swimming in the sea
    They all look like sisters in the ocean
    The boy will fill his pail with salty water
    And the storms will blow from off toward New Orleans

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Distantly In Love

    DISTANTLY IN LOVE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Pay phones all were ringing as the crowd went roarin' by
    Lovely dancers swaying to an island lullaby
    Beside the southern ocean taking stock of what's to be
    Writing you this letter that you'll probably never see

    Chorus:
    But I can't help but be
    Ruled by inconsistency
    Not unique just distantly in love

    Tried to phone from Paris thinking
    Things could be arranged
    Me and you could rendezvous
    But I found your number changed
    So I drove to San Remo where
    The crazy painter dwells
    And toasted our old photographs
    Still up there on his shelf

    But I can't help but be
    Ruled by my antiquity
    Not unique just distantly in love
    I can't be the one to fill
    Your times and all your places
    I can't be the one to fill
    Your blanks and empty spaces

    I heard it from a friend of ours
    I saw in Timber Bay
    That you had a new lover who had
    Stolen you away
    That could be be the reason that
    I never got in touch
    And may present slight problems
    If he loves you half as much

    Chorus
    As I who can't help but be
    Ruled by my antiquity
    Not unique just distantly in love
    You know I can't help but be
    Part of my own philosophy
    Not unique just distantly in love

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Coconut Telegraph

    COCONUT TELEGRAPH
    Jimmy Buffett

    Tuesday on the island
    Not much goin' on
    The parties are all over
    They ended just past dawn

    But the jungle drums are beating
    With the tales from late last night
    Cause the stories bear repeating
    For everyones delight

    Chorus
    You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
    Can't keep nothin' under their hat
    You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph
    Sayin' who did dis and dat
    Dis and dat dis and dat

    Now I'm not one to deal in gossip
    But was he that big of fool?
    To do a belly buster high dive
    And miss the entire pool?

    Now what's the word on sweet Melissa?
    And the kid nobody knew
    Did Ricardo ever find her?
    I swear it's just between me and you

    Chorus
    You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
    By now everybody knows
    You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
    Just who comes and goes
    Comes and goes comes and goes

    It's humpday on the island
    And the lines have all gone dead
    All the juicy news is history
    I guess everything's been said

    But when the eagle flies on Friday
    And the boys break out the rum
    Then the joint begins to jumpin'
    And you'll hear those hot lines hum

    Chorus
    Put it on the coconut telegraph
    All the celebration and the stress
    Put it on the coconut telegraph
    In twenty-five words or less

  • 29

    Disc 2 - Beaches: Stars On The Water

    STARS ON THE WATER
    Rodney Crowell

    Down in Louisiana bayous by and by
    Perogue pole or your natural soul
    Keeps you tied to a tree high tide
    Beer joint lights come on
    And then the crowd starts rollin' in

    Chorus:
    (Pretty soon you got) stars on the water
    (Just like) stars on the water
    You got stars on the water, let it rain

    Pole mine to Biloxi
    Sea breeze at your door
    Gypsy rains, dang hurricanes
    White silver sandy shores
    The "Blue Light" lounge is shinin'
    Way out on the view

    Chorus:
    (It looks just like) stars on the water
    (Just like) stars on the water
    Looks like stars on the water, let it rain

    When it's midnight down in Mobile
    Shinin' moonbeams on the bay
    They come from miles around to dance the jukebox down
    And dig the good time sounds they all play
    And all across the harbour
    Night lights shinin' in

    Chorus:
    (It looks just like) stars on the water
    (Just like) stars on the water
    (Feels like) stars on the water, let it rain

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Who's The Blonde Stranger?

    WHO'S THE BLONDE STRANGER?

    Nothing like this way out in west Texas
    Galveston Bay is a whole other world
    My wife's in her room getting over her sunburn
    How would Louis Lamore get me next to that girl?

    She tells me her tan is the same way all over
    She asks me to dance and says, "Keep your boots on"
    She never met a number one cowboy
    We rolled in the sand and drank rum until dawn

    Who's the blonde stranger"
    Who entered my life"
    Making me over on the moonlight
    This side of Texas is all new to me
    Who's the blonde stranger who lives by the sea?

    I stayed up all night and for me that's the first time
    Sneak in the room just as cool as I can
    Pull back the sheets and the bed is all empty
    Except for a note left by some guy named Dan

    My head got all light and the room started spinning
    I stepped outside just to get some fresh air
    Out on a wave was my own darling Lola
    And some pretty boy with bleach in his hair

    Who's the blonde stranger out there with my wife?
    What were they doing in the moonlight?
    This side of Texas is all new to me
    Who are these strangers who live by the sea?

    Back on the ranch and everything's normal
    Beach blanket bingo comes on the TV
    We talk in our sleep and then the next morning
    I ask her who's Dan and she asks who's Marie?

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: I Have Found Me A Home

    I Have Found Me a Home
    by Jimmy Buffet

    The days drift by
    They don't have names
    And none of the streets here look the same
    And there are so many quiet places
    And smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces.

    (Chorus)
    And I have found me a home
    Yes, I have found me a home
    And you can have the rest of everything I own
    'Cause I have found me a home.

    My old red bike
    Gets me around
    To the bars and the beaches of my town
    And there aren't many reasons I would leave
    Yes, I have found me some peace.

    And the ladies aren't demanding there
    They never ask too much
    And when you're coming off a cold love
    That's sure a nice warm touch.
    (Chorus)

    The days drift by
    They don't have names
    And none of the streets here look the same
    And there aren't many reasons I would leave
    Yes, I have found me some peace
    Yes, I have found me a home.

    1973 American Broadcasting Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
    All Rights Reserved

  • 32

    Disc 2 - Beaches: Christmas In The Caribbean

    CHRISTMAS IN THE CARIBBEAN

    Christmas in the Caribbean
    Snowbirds fill the air
    Christmas in the Caribbean
    Lots of presents everywhere
    We don't live in a hurry
    Send away for mistletoe
    Christmas in the Caribbean
    We got everything but snow.

    Lights are glowing in the palm trees
    Stockings hanging from mast
    Santa's riding on a dolphin
    Don't you want to make it
    Don't you want to make it last.

    Christmas in the Caribbean
    Snowbirds fill the air
    Christmas in the Caribbean
    Lots of presents everywhere
    We don't live in a hurry
    Send away for mistletoe
    Christmas in the Caribbean
    We got everything but snow.

    Sun-tanned children sleeping
    Hoping Santa will come through
    Christmas morning boy they're leaping
    Oh, it's Bubba's Birthday
    Mr Buffett's birthday too!

    Christmas in the Caribbean
    Snowbirds fill the air
    Christmas in the Caribbean
    Lots of presents everywhere
    We don't live in a hurry
    Send away for mistletoe
    Christmas in the Caribbean
    We got everything but snow.

  • 33

    Disc 2 - Beaches: Volcano

    VOLCANO
    Jimmy Buffett, Keith Sykes & Harry Dailey

    Now, I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.
    Let me say it now,
    I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.

    Ground, she movin' under me.
    Tidal waves out on the sea.
    Sulphur smoke up in the sky.
    Pretty soon we learn to fly

    Chorus
    Let me hear you, now
    I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.
    Let me hear you now.
    I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.

    My girl quickly say to me,
    "Mon you better watch your feet."
    Lava come down soft and hot.
    "You better lava me now or lava me not.

    Chorus

    No time to count what I'm worth,
    cause I just left the planet Earth.
    Where I go I hope there's rhum.
    Not to worry mon soon come.

    Chorus

    But I don't want to land in New York City,
    I don't want to land in Mexico.
    I don't want to land on no Three Mile Island;
    I don't want to see my skin a-glow.

    Don't want to land in Comanche Sky Park,
    or in Nashville, Tennessee.
    I don't want to land in no San Juan airport or
    the Yukon Territory.

    Don't want to land in no San Diego.
    Don't want to land in no Buzzards Bay.
    I don't want to land on no Ayahtolla.
    I got nothin' more to say.

  • 34

    Disc 2 - Beaches: Brown Eyed Girl

    BROWN EYED GIRL
    Van Morrison

    Hey, where did we go?
    Days when the rains came
    Down in a hollow
    Playin' a new game

    Laughin' and a runnin'
    Skippin' and a jumpin'
    In the misty mornin' fog
    With our hearts a thumpin'
    It was you, my brown eyed girl
    You, my brown eyed girl

    Now what ever happened
    Tuesday is oh so slow
    Goin' down the old mine
    With a transistor radio

    Standin' in a sunlit lane
    Hidin' 'hind a rainbow's wall
    Slippin' and a slidin'
    All along the waterfall
    It was you, my brown eyed girl
    You, my brown eyed girl

    Do you remember when
    We used to sing
    Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
    Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

    So hard to find my way
    Now that I'm on my own
    Thought about it just the other day
    My, where's the time all gone

    Can't remember back then Lord
    Sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' 'bout
    Makin' love in the green grass
    Behind the stadium
    With you, my brown eyed girl
    Do you remember when
    We used to sing
    Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

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    Disc 2 - Beaches: Cheeseburger In Paradise

    CHEESEBURGER IN PARADISE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Tried to amend my carnivorous habits.
    Made it nearly seventy days,
    Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds,
    Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays.

    But at night I'd have these wonderful dreams
    Some kind of sensuous treat.
    Not zucchini, fettuccine, or bulgur wheat,
    But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat.

    Cheeseburger in paradise.
    Heaven on earth with an onion slice.
    Not too particular, not too precise.
    I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

    I like mine with lettuce and tomato,
    Heinz Fifty-seven and French fried potatoes.
    Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer.
    Well, good God Almighty, which way do I steer
    For my cheeseburger in paradise.

    Verse 2:
    Heard about the old time sailor men,
    They eat the same thing again and again;
    Warm beer and bread they say could raise the dead.
    Well, it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn.

    But times have changed for sailors these days.
    When I'm in port I get what I need;
    Not just Havanas or banana or daiquiris,
    But that American creation on which I feed!

    Cheeseburger is paradise medium rare with Muenster'd be nice
    Not too particular, not too precise
    I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

    I like mine with lettuce and tomato
    Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes
    Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
    Well, good god Almighty which way do I steer

    For a cheeseburger in paradise
    Makin' the best of every virtue and vice.
    Worth every damn bit of sacrifice
    To get a cheeseburger in paradise;
    To be a cheeseburger in paradise.
    I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

  • 36

    Disc 3 - Bars: Fins

    FINS
    Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, B.Chance, Tom Corcoran

    She came down from Cincinnati.
    It took her three days on the train.
    Lookin' for some peace and quiet;
    hoped to see the sun again.
    But now she lives down by the ocean.
    She's takin' care to look for sharks.
    They hang out in the local bars,
    And they feed right after dark.

    Chorus
    Can't you feel 'em circlin' (closin'in) honey?
    Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around?
    You got fins to the left, fins to the right,
    and you're the only bait in town.
    You got fins to the left, fins to the right,
    and you're the only girl in town.

    She's savin' up all of her money.
    Wants to head south in May;
    Maybe roll in the sand with a rock'n'roll man,
    Somewhere down Montserrat way.
    But the money's good in the season;
    Helps to lighten her load.
    Boys keep her high as the months go by.
    She's gettin' postcards from the road.

    Chorus
    Sailed off to Antigua.
    It took her three days on a boat.
    Lookin' for some peace and quiet;
    Maybe keep her dreams afloat.
    But now she feels like a remora,
    'cause the school's still close at hand.
    Just behind the reef are the big white teeth
    of the sharks that can swim on the land.

  • 37

    Disc 3 - Bars: Weather Is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful, The

    THE WEATHER IS HERE, WISH YOU WERE BEAUTIFUL
    Jimmy Buffett

    He worked hard all year just wanted a few weeks alone
    But his old lady's into modeling,
    She can't stay away from the phone
    Besides she bitches about the mosquitoes
    She says "Down there there is nothing to do"
    Her goddamn phone never stops ringing
    He'll try the service in a day maybe two

    Well, he's on his third drink before the
    wheels of the plane leave the ground
    Making points with the stewardess
    climbing over Long Island Sound
    She's also spending some time on the island
    Too much city madness gives her the blues
    They make a date to go dancing and dining
    Seems neither has that much to lose

    Chorus
    The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
    My thoughts aren't too clear but don't run away
    My girlfiend's a bore, my job is too dutiful
    Hell, nobody's perfect would you like to play
    I feel together today

    Well now that was just the start of
    a well-deserved over due binge
    Meanwhile back in the city certain
    people are starting to cringe
    His lawyers are calling his parents
    His girlfriend doesn't know what to think
    His partners are studying their options
    He's just singing and ordering drinks

    Chorus
    The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
    The skies are too clear life's easy today
    The beer is too cold, the daquiri's too fruitiful
    There's no place like home when it's this far away
    I don't care what they say

    He's going back to New York pack it up
    and let everyone know
    It was something that he should have done
    such a long time ago
    Still time to start a new life in the palm trees
    Billy Clyde wasn't insane
    And it doesn't work out there'll never be any doubt
    That the pleasure was worth all the pain

    Chorus
    The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
    The skies are too clear, life is easy today
    The beer is too cold, the daquiri's too fruitiful
    There's no place like home when it's this far away
    I need time for to play
    Time for to play

  • 38

    Disc 3 - Bars: Tampico Trauma

    TAMPICO TRAUMA

    I must look a mess I must admit
    But I have been traveling quite a bit
    South of the border
    where the law and order
    Is kept by Federales who just grin
    And tell you they just want to be your friend
    They tell you they just want to be your friend
    I left for Tampico last July
    I jumped off that boat I almost died

    There to greet us were pretty senioritas
    I swore that I would not go home them
    All those lovely ladies were my friends
    All those sweet chiquitas they don't pretend
    Como esta, Senorita?

    That is all I really want to say
    I was thrown out of the country yesterday
    You see I was drinkin' doubles
    Causin' lots of trouble
    When the man looked in the window of the bar and he grinned
    And said if you come back we just may not be your friend
    I don't want to see you around here again
    You come back next time we may not pretend
    Hi Dee Ho Boys!

  • 39

    Disc 3 - Bars: Livingston Saturday Night

    LIVINGSTON SATURDAY NIGHT
    Jimmy Buffett

    You got your Tony Lama's on your jeans pressed tight,
    You take a few tokes, make you feel all right,
    Rockin' and rollin' on a Livingston Saturday Night.

    Pickup's washed and you just got paid.
    With any luck at all you might even get laid,
    'Cause they're pickin' and a-kickin'
    on a Livingston Saturday Night.

    So won't you listen to the sound of a hot country band,
    Boot heels shufflin' on the dance floor Sam
    Sing a song, play some pong, shoot a little pool,
    Hittin' on the honeys right out of high school.
    Yeah, fifteen may get you twenty,
    but that's all right,
    "Cause they're rockin and a rollin' on a
    Livingston Saturday Night

    So won't you listen to the sound of the hot country band,
    Boot heels shufflin' on the dance floor Sam,
    Hum a song, play some pong, eat a deviled egg,
    Temperature is rising, better pop another keg.

    Fifteen may get you twenty, but that's all right,
    'Cause they'll be rockin' and a rollin' on a
    Livingston Saturday Night.

  • 40

    Disc 3 - Bars: Cuban Crime Of Passion

    CUBAN CRIME OF PASSION
    Jimmy Buffett/Tom Corcoran

    Billy Voltaire was a piano player up from Miami way
    He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the stars
    The ladies would pay and pay
    Then one night he did wind up playin' in Havana town
    And nobody knew, least Billy Voltaire that these were his final sounds.

    'Cause he met up with Meritta, a dancer in from the Coast
    Half woman, half child, she drove him half wild
    He loved that lady the most
    'Til one night he did find her in the arms of Shrimper Dan
    So he pulled a knife, took poor Danny's life
    And then he turned his own cold hand.

    (Chorus)
    And it's just a Cuban crime of passion
    Messy and old fashioned
    Yeah, that's what the papers did say
    It's just a Cuban crime of passion
    Anejo and knives a slashin'
    But that's what the people like to read about
    Up in America, up in America.

    Well, they never found Meritta, some people say she got ill
    And Billy Voltaire had no one to claim him, he was buried on pauper's hill
    And no one talks about 'em no more, it happened just a week ago
    But people get by and people get high
    In the tropics they come and they go.

    (Repeat chorus)

    1973 American Broadcasting Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
    All Rights Reserved

  • 41

    Disc 3 - Bars: First Look

    FIRST LOOK
    Jimmy Buffett

    Fun tickets in my pocket, visions in my brain
    Grandfather always told me if I went down
    I might never come back again

    I studied the language tapes
    And I read all the books
    Still nothing prepared me for my
    Very First Look

    (CHORUS 1)
    It was my First Look
    Baby that's all it took
    Was my First Look
    Around

    I think I want to go flyin'
    But I don't want to leave the ground
    So I'll just cruise on my landing gear
    And taxi round Rio town
    Up to the mountain, down to the sea
    Take me to Leblon where the samba queen
    Waits for me

    (CHORUS 2)
    It was my First Look
    That's when I swallowed the hook
    On my First Look
    Around

    Amora premiera vista
    Voce no kier queo insisto
    Amora premiera vista
    Reacion quimica

    Amora premiera vista
    Voca no kier queo insista
    Amora premiera vista
    Reacion quimica

    (INSTRUMENTAL VERSE)

    Six days later I was felling like a missing link
    When my friends told me hey Jimmy
    It must have been the hoodlum drink
    Now it's time for siestas
    And a belly full of rice and beans
    And figure if I'm brave enough
    To repeat the whole crazy scene

    (CHORUS 3)
    On my First Look
    That's when I swallowed the hook
    On my First Look around

    Amora premiera vista
    Voce no kier queo insista
    Amora premiera vista
    Reacion quimica

    Amora premiera vista
    Voca no kier queo insista
    Amora premiera vista
    Reacion quimica

  • 42

    Disc 3 - Bars: Wino And I Know, The

    THE WINO AND I KNOW
    Jimmy Buffett

    The ice cream man he's a hillbilly fan,
    He's got seventy-eights by Hank Snow;
    Walks down the street, shufflin' his feet,
    To the rhythm that only he knows.
    And I've seen him in so many places,
    I saw him the night I was born;
    In a Bourbon Street bar I received my first scar
    From an old man so tattered and torn.

    And the Wino and I know the pains of street singin'
    Like the door-to-door salesman knows
    the pains of bell ringin'
    It's a strange situation,
    a wild occupation,
    Living my life like a song.

    Well the coffee is strong
    at the Cafe Du Monde,
    And the donuts are too hot to touch;
    But just like a fool, when those
    sweet goodies cool, I ate 'til I ate way too much.
    Cause I'm livin' on things that excite me,
    Be they pastries or lobsters or love;
    I'm just tryin' to get by being quiet and shy,
    In a world full of pushin' and shove.

    And the Wino and I know the pains of backbustin',
    Like the farmer knows the pain of his pick-up
    truck rustin'.
    It's a strange situation, a wild occupation,
    Living my life like a song.

    Sweet Senorita, Won't you please come with me?
    Back to the island, honey, back to the sea;
    Back to the only place that I want to be.

    And the Wino and I know the joys of the ocean,
    Like a boy knows the joys of his milkshake
    in motion.
    It's a strange situation, a wild occupation,
    Living my life like a song.

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    Disc 3 - Bars: Great Filling Station Holdup, The

    THE GREAT FILLING STATION HOLD UP
    Jimmy Buffett

    I pulled into the regular pump
    I was feelin' quite at ease
    I rolled down my window and told the man
    "Fifty cents worth, please"
    Then out jumped my partner
    With his trusty pellet gun
    He said, "Boy, this is a holdup
    Keep pumpin' and don't run."

    (Chorus)
    And now I wish I was somewhere other than here
    Down in some honky tonk, sippin; on a beer
    Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here
    Cause that great fillin' station holdup
    Cost me two good years.

    We got fifteen dollars and a can of STP
    A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese TV
    Feelin' we had pulled the biggest heist of our career
    We're wanted men-we'll strike again!
    But first let's have a beer.

    (Chorus)
    We were sittin' in the Krystal
    About as drunk as we could be
    In walked the deputy sheriff
    He was holding our TV
    He roughed us, then he cuffed us
    And he took us off to jail
    No picture on a poster, no reward, and no bail.

    (Repeat chorus)

    1973 Let There Be Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
    All Rights Reserved

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    Disc 3 - Bars: Why Don't We Get Drunk

    WHY DON'T WE GET DRUNK
    Jimmy Buffett

    I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
    Your voice sounds so wonderful
    But your face don't look too clear
    So, Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew
    Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw.

    (Chorus)
    Why don't we get drunk and screw
    I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you
    They say you are a snuff queen, Honey, I don't think that's true
    So, why don't we get drunk and screw.
    (Instrumental)
    (Repeat chorus)

    1973 Let There Be Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
    All Rights Reserved

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    Disc 3 - Bars: Elvis Imitators

    Currently unavailable
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    Disc 3 - Bars: Pencil Thin Mustache

    PENCIL-THIN MUSTACHE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Now they make new movies in old black and white,
    With happy endings, where nobody fights,
    So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage,
    Honey, jump right up and show your age.

    I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,
    the "Boston Blackie" kind, or a
    two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket,
    and an autographed picture of Andy Divine.

    Oh, I remember bein' buck toothed and skinny
    Writin' fan letters to Sky's niece Penny.
    Oh, I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,
    then I could solve some mysteries too.
    Oh it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin up fast,
    Drinkin' on a fake I.D.
    And Rama of the jungle was everyone's Bawana,
    But only jazz musicians were smokin marijuana.
    Yeah, I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,
    then I could solve some mysteries too.

    But then it's flat-top, dirty bop, copin' a feel'
    grubbin on the living room floor;
    They send you off to college to try to gain
    a little knowledge,
    But all you want to do is learn how to score.
    Yeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear,
    I don't go to church, and I don't cut my hair;
    But I can go to movies and see it all there,
    Just the way that it use to be.

    That's why I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache
    the "Boston Blackie" kind, or a
    two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket,
    And an autographed picture of Andy Divine.

    Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be,
    Maybe suave Eerol Flynn or the Sheik of Araby.
    If I only had a pencil-thin mustache,
    then I could do some crusing too.

    Yeah, Brylcreem, a little dab'll do yah,
    Oh, I could do some cruising too.

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    Disc 3 - Bars: Kick It In Second Wind

    KICK IT IN SECOND WIND
    Jimmy Buffett & Jane Buffett

    One o'clock in the mornin',
    people pilin' into the door.
    Drinks are still comin' in and
    I'm barely hummin' and the
    audience is screamin' for more.
    Somebody's locked in the bathroom,
    manager can't find the key.
    I pay that man but from where I stand,
    it's lookin like a pris'ner is me.

    Chorus
    So won't you kick it in second wind
    we got two more hours to go.
    Is there anymore hope of scorin' anymore coke,
    and we've still got to do another show.

    My mind started to wander,
    In the middle of the second song
    Dreamin' I was at sea, just my baby and me
    when the words started coming out wrong.
    Waitresses are pickin' up glasses,
    The bartender screamed last call.
    When I looked to my right I saw a terrible sight
    And the bass man took a bad fall.

    Chorus

    Instrumental

    It's three o'clock in the mornin',
    runnin' on adrenaline.
    What I'm tryin to say is that tomorrow's the day
    And we've got to do it over again.

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    Disc 3 - Bars: Desperation Samba (Halloween In Tijuana)

    DESPERATION SAMBA (HALLOWEEN IN TIAJUANA)
    Jimmy Buffett, Will Jennings, Timothy B.Schmidt

    Halloween in Tijuana
    Full moon in my eyes
    I wonder how in the hell I got here
    Without a disguise

    Should I take this last step
    or turn myself around
    or follow my intuition into that border town

    Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
    Do the despreation samba con nos amigos
    Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
    Do the desperation samba con nos amigos

    Pretty girls they beckon
    From their rooms above
    Skeletons are dancing
    in the name of love

    Don't know where I'm going
    Don't like where I've been
    There may be no exit
    But hell I'm going in

    Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
    Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
    Yo quiero a bailer en Mexico
    Do the desperation samba con nos amigos

    Hear the people singing the same old
    haunting tune
    I drink because I know it's me against the moon

    Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
    Do the desperation samba con nos amigos

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    Disc 3 - Bars: When Salome Plays The Drum

    WHEN SALOME PLAYS THE DRUM
    Jimmy Buffett

    When Salome plays the drum
    The crowd goes deaf and dumb
    Swept up by dark sensations

    Partially the heat
    More so it's the beat
    She moves in syncopation

    Gazelle on the run
    Skirts slit past her thigh
    The boys let out a sigh
    The beat begins to quicken
    Crowd ascends the stairs
    Climbin' on the chairs
    The plot begins to thicken
    Phasers on stun

    CHORUS

    Take them to the carnival
    Let them hear the conga
    Tonight the tempo feels so right
    Tomorrow may be wronga

    INSTRUMENATAL

    Gendarme close her down
    Make her leave the town
    She caught the flight to Rio
    With nothin' to say

    Wavin' from the plane
    Pours pink champagne
    She toasts her loyal trio
    It was a lucrative stay

    Oh won't you take them to the carnival
    Let them hear the conga
    Tonight the tempo feels right
    Tomorrow may be wronga

    Oh won't your take them to the carnival
    Let them play for hours
    Tonight the weather feels so right
    Tomorrow may be showers

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    Disc 3 - Bars: They Don't Dance Like Carmen No More

    They Don't Dance Like Carmen No More
    Jimmy Buffett

    Walkin' down new streets the music is loud
    Neon signs bring in tumultuous crowds
    But I'm just an old man, I'd probably get sore
    'Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more.

    She and old Cougie, my what a pair
    Doin' the Rhumba as no one else dared
    Slidin' and glidin' 'cross Hollywood floors
    But they don't dance like Carmen no more.

    She had a big hat, my it was high
    Had bananas and mangos all piled to the sky
    And how she could balance them, I wouldn't dare
    'Cause they don't dance like Carmen nowhere

    But the lady's not with us, she died long ago
    And they don't run her movies on late midnight shows
    'Cause the kids would get restless, and the grown-ups would snore
    'Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more.
    (Repeat second verse)

    1973 American Broadcasting Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
    All Rights Reserved

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    Disc 3 - Bars: Pascagoula Run, The

    PASCAGOULA RUN
    Jimmy Buffett/Jay Oliver

    Billy pulled in in a Jaguar
    Red convertible sixty-five
    Headed home to Mississippi, he'd been
    around the world
    He was that black sheep uncle of mine

    His ship had come in, he was lookin' to sin
    He was singing his own song
    When he yelled from the drive, my heart came alive
    "Jimmy boy come along"

    CHORUS

    It's time to see the world
    It's time to kiss a girl
    It's time to cross the wild meridian
    Grab your bag and take a chance
    Time to learn a cajun dance
    Kid you're gonna see the mornin' sun
    On the Pascagoula run

    Friday night at the Stateline Bar
    Where the waterfront people dwell
    Better watch my step if the floor caves in
    I'll go right straight to hell
    There were pinball machines and cajun queens

    Men with knives and scars
    Billy moved 'cross the floor through
    the real hard core
    And said "Here's where it gets bizarre"

    Repeat Chorus

    What do the ladies say what do the ladies say
    What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
    What do the ladies say what do the ladies say
    What do the ladies say what do the ladies say
    What do the ladies say what do the ladies say

    Bring that young man over here
    We gonna buy that boy a beer
    And that ain't all we want to do
    And bring your crazy uncle too

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    Disc 3 - Bars: Sending The Old Man Home

    SENDING THE OLD MAN HOME
    Jimmy Buffett

    They're sending the old man home
    Back where the buffalo roam
    Out in Pacific they say he was the best
    Now he's in his "civies" headin' home like all the rest

    He'll never forget Rosa Lee
    Or sleepless nights he fought upon the sea
    He'll only have the memories
    Or great books by James Jones
    `Cause they're sending the old man home

    Far away
    Far away
    Another life so very far away

    They'll tear down the officers clubs
    And write off the overdue subs
    So let's drink to their memories
    Our heros and our pals
    To those crazy navy flyers
    To those swell Hawaiian gals

    The sailors will dance in the street
    Then they'll mothball the whole damn fleet
    We'll only have the picture books
    Of land and sea and foam

    `Cause they're sending the old man home

    He'll only have his memories
    Or great books by James Jones
    `Cause they're sending the old man home

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    Disc 3 - Bars: Domino College

    Domino College
    Jimmy Buffett & Dan Fogelberg

    Found myself a matchbook
    Beside some hotel bed
    Opened it up and looked inside
    And this is what it said

    Get on back to school
    Domino college, back to school
    Boneyard full of knowledge
    Working vacation in a third world nation
    Back to school

    Fly down to miami
    Get yourself a boat
    Fill it full of suntan oil
    And rent yourself a goat

    Ain't no registration
    Ain't no student loan
    You may not learn to read or write
    But you will surely learn to roll them bones

    Get on back to school
    Domino college, back to school
    Boneyard full of knowledge
    Working vacation in a third world nation
    Back to school

    They don't rap your knuckles
    If you cut the class
    They just track you through the jungle boy
    Then they kick your ass

    It's a different kind of domino theory
    They teach you down in Butler town
    If you lose you buy the booze
    And then the student body all falls down

    They can't get back to school
    Domino college, back to school
    Fountain of knowledge
    Working vacation in a third world nation
    Back to school
    Get on back

    Make your parents hate you
    Be a big disgrace
    Act just like a domino
    And fall on your face

    You can't get back to school
    Domino college, back to school
    Fountain of knowledge
    There ain't no graduation from this kind of education
    Back to school
    Working vacation in a third world nation
    Back to school

    Oh, Jan

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Come Monday

    COME MONDAY
    Jimmy Buffett

    Headin' up to San Francisco
    for the Labor Day weekend show,
    I've got my hush-puppies on,
    I guess I never was meant for
    glitter rock and roll.
    And honey I didn't know
    that I'd be missin' so.

    (Chorus)
    Come Monday It'll be all right,
    Come Monday I'll be holding you tight.
    I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze
    and I just want you back by my side.

    Yes it's been quite a summer,
    rent-a-cars and west bound trains.
    And now your off on vacation,
    somethin' you tried to explain.
    And darlin' I love you so that's
    the reason I just let you go.

    Chorus

    I can't help it honey,
    your that much a part of me now.
    Remember the night in Montana when
    we said there'd be no room for doubt.

    I hope your enjoyin' the scen'ry,
    I know that it's pretty up there.
    We can go hikin on Tuesday,
    with you I'd walk anywhere.
    California has worn me quite thin,
    I just can't wait to see you again.

    End Chorus

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Defying Gravity

    DEFYING GRAVITY

    I live on a big round ball
    I never do dream I may fall
    And even one day if I do
    Well I'll jump up and smile back at you
    I don't even know where we are
    They tell me were circling a star
    Well I'll take their word, I don't know
    But I'm dizzy so it may be so

    I'm riding a big round ball
    I never do dream I may fall
    And even the high must lay low
    But when I do fall I will be glad to go
    Yes when I do fall I will be glad to go

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Survive

    SURVIVE
    Jimmy Buffett, Mike Utley

    I play the stereo loud
    When I'm away from the maddening crowd
    Smokin', jokin', clowns we all are

    Sometimes I kinda get real ill
    When I receive my monthly telephone bill
    But you say it and I'll pay it
    `Cause it helps me to

    Chorus
    Survive stay alive
    'Til I see you again
    Survive stay alive
    Can't say where it ends

    Clouds lift and there are mountains below
    Been a while since I've seen any snow
    Chillin' so thrillin' so good to be back

    Feels nice to be home for a while
    Let's sip champagne til we break into smiles
    We'll go dancin' romancin'
    `Cause your the reason I
    Survived stayed alive
    Through the thick and the thin
    Survive stay alive
    When will it all end

    But my bags ain't unpacked
    `Cause I've got to go back and play
    But I know we'll both

    Survive stay alive
    Through the thick and the thin
    Survive stay alive
    Until it all ends

    Survive stay alive
    When will it all end
    Survive stay alive
    Till I see you again

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Incommunicado

    INCOMMUNICADO
    Jimmy Buffett,D. McColl,M.L.Benoit

    Travis McGee's still in Cedar Key
    That's what John McDonald said
    My rendezvous so long overdue
    With all of the things I've sung and read
    They still apply to me, they all make sense in time

    Chorus
    But now I'm incommunicado
    Driving by myself down the road with a hole in it
    Songs with no bravado
    Takin' the long way home

    Now on the day that John Wayne died
    I found myself on the continental divide
    Tell me where do we go from here?
    Think I'll ride into Leadville and have a few beers
    Think of "Red River", "Liberty Valence" can't believe
    the old man's gone

    Chorus
    But now he's incommunicado
    Leaving such a hole in a world that believed
    That a life with such bravado
    Was taking the right way home

    So when I finished the last line
    I put the book by itself on the shelf
    With my heart in it
    Never wasting time takin' the right way home
    I know you're never wastin' time
    Findin' the right way home

    Still I am incommunicado
    Livin' next door to a leg with a pin in it
    Never wastin' time, takin' the right way home

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: I Heard I Was In Town

    I HEARD I WAS IN TOWN
    Jimmy Buffett & Michael Utley

    Came to see friends
    Walk old streets again
    Grab a bite and beer by the sea
    It caught my attention
    The old town has grown
    That's why I came alone

    But I've been treated well
    I raised all kinds of hell
    When a full tank was only a fin
    Ain't it quite funny how things turn around
    I heard I was in town

    I was a madman in a pickup truck
    So many years ago
    Changes have come like the storms of the season
    But time here still moves slow
    Passed the old joints
    My favorite haunts
    Where we'd stay for twelve or ten
    Ain't it quite funny word gets around
    I heard I was in town

    I was a madman in a pickup truck
    So many years ago
    Changes have come like the storms of the season
    But time here still moves slow

    Came to see friends
    Walk old streets again
    Maybe strike up a tune with the moon
    Don't it seem funny
    Word gets around
    I heard I was in town

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Ballad Of Spider John

    BALLAD OF SPIDER JOHN

    Spider John is my name friend
    I'm in between freights and I sure would be obliged
    If you'd share your company
    I know this may sound strange to you
    But if you wait 'til the song is sung and the story's told
    You might come to understand
    Why I'm old and bent and devil's been runnin' out of time
    When I long ago held a royal flush in my hand.

    Oh, I was a super market fool, I was a roll-the-bank, a
    stool pigeon,
    Robbing my hometown
    I thought I'd lost the blues, yes, I thought I'd paid my dues
    I thought I'd found the life to suit my style

    But here I sit ol' Spider John
    The robber man
    Long, tall and handsome
    Yes, ol' Spider John with the loaded hand
    Taking ransom

    Then one day I met Diamond Lil
    She was the sweetest thing, I declare,
    That the summer breeze ever blown my way
    But, lady, she had no idea my illustrious occupation
    She thought I was a saint, not a sinner gone astray
    But you see that word got around and Lily left town
    Never saw her again
    Tossin' and turnin', causin' my heart to grieve

    Oh, I was a super market fool, I was roll-the-bank, stool pigeon
    Robbing my hometown.
    I thought I'd lost my blues, thought I'd paid my dues
    I thought I'd found the life to suit my style.
    But here I sit ol' Spider John,
    The robber man
    Long, tall and handsome
    Yes, ol' Spider John with the loaded hand
    Taking ransom

    That is all my story
    Been these thirty years since I took to the road
    Find my precious jewel one
    If you see my Lily, won't you give her my regards
    Tell her ol' Spider got tangled
    In the black web that he spun

    You can tell her that ol' Spider got tangled
    In the black web that he spun

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Little Miss Magic

    LITTLE MISS MAGIC
    Jimmy Buffett

    She's constantly amazed by the blades of
    the fan on the ceiling
    And the funny little faces she makes
    can't help but be appealing
    She loves to ride through the town with the top down
    Feel the warm breeze on her gentle skin
    She is my next of kin

    Chorus
    I see a little more of me everyday
    I catch a little more moustache turning grey
    Your mother is the only other woman for me
    Little Miss Magic what you gonna be?

    Sometimes I catch her dreaming and wonder
    where that little mind meanders
    Is she down along the shore or
    strolling cross the broad Savannah's
    I know in time she'll learn to make up her own mind
    In time she's gonna learn to fly
    Oh that I won't deny

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: If The Phone Doesn't Ring, It's Me

    IF THE PHONE DOESN'T RING, IT'S ME
    Jimmy Buffett, Will Jennings, Michael Utley

    There are oceans of feelings between us
    Currents that take us and sweep us away
    That's why we seldom have seen us
    In the light of a cold hard day

    Lots of new friends with the same old answers
    Open your eyes, you might see
    Of our lives were that simple
    We'd live in the past
    If the phone doesn't ring, it's me

    If the phone doesn't ring
    You'll know that it's me
    I'll be out in the eye of the storm
    If the phone doesn't ring
    you'll know that I'll be
    Where someone can make me feel warm
    It's too bad we can't turn
    and live in the past
    If the phone doesn't ring, it's me

    I've had good days and bad days
    And going half mad days
    I try to let go but you're still on my mind
    I've lost all the old ways
    I'm searching for new plays
    Putting it all on the line

    Lots of new friends with the same old problems
    Open your eyes, you might see
    If our lives were that simple
    We'd live in the past
    If the phone doesn't ring, it's me

    If it takes all the future
    We'll live through the past
    If the phone doesn't ring, it's me

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: African Friend

    AFRICAN FRIEND
    Jimmy Buffett

    Disembarking at Duvalier Airport
    Seeking transportation to town
    As the purple ink dried on his passport
    He could still feel the eyes look around

    "Messieur ou est le casino?"
    He spoke to the cabbie and smiled
    The driver replied "Vieux ou noveaux?"
    As he motioned the dark man inside.

    Business in Aruba concluded
    He now had a little money to spend
    That's how I came to meet my African friend

    We were rollin' the bones several hours
    Conversing as most gamblers do
    We were calling on all of our powers
    Hoping to see the night through.

    But not approving at all of our winning
    The pit boss he tugged at his sleeve
    Through the whole thing my new friend was grinning
    When he motioned it's time we should leave.

    With our night at the tables behind us
    We were ready just to do it again
    That's when I came to know my African Friend

    But I woke up on the steps of a whorehouse
    A soldier told me I' better leave
    As I stumbled to find me a taxi
    I saw a note pinned to my sleeve.

    "It was a pleasure and a hell of an evening
    It was truly our night to win
    But the authorities insist on my leaving
    Take care, my American friend."

    With my weekend at Haiti concluded
    I now had a little money to spend
    That's when I came to meet my African friend
    That's how I came to know another good friend.

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: California Promises

    CALIFORNIA PROMISES
    Steve Goodman

    Beneath the moonlit sky
    Shadows walk beside the water
    Sad goodbyes whisperd on the shore
    Hear those wind chimes play
    They serenade the shadow lovers
    Sing and fade away
    Like California promises

    I will never love another
    Wait for me 'til I return
    But she never will
    He waits for her beside the water
    Faithful still to California promises.

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Everlasting Moon

    Currently Unavailable
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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Pre-You

    PRE-YOU
    Jimmy Buffett/Ralph MacDonald/William Salter

    Mysterious lost weekend in a land
    where time stands still
    Where people fall in love again
    just for one more thrill
    My girl and I went walking
    by the Caribbean sea
    Someone snorkeled by raised her head up high
    And my girl said who's she?

    Chorus
    Pre you a friend of mine who's old not new
    Pre you she's just another girl that I once knew
    A pleasant smile a pretty face
    Another time another place
    Pre you what's a guy supposed to do?

    We'll blame it on the weather
    and the stars that shine above
    For bringing us together and
    filling us with love
    So don't you fret my lady,
    'cause what we have is strong
    Let her swim away
    out into the bay
    your place is here with me

    Chorus
    She's pre you just a friend
    so don't be blue
    Pre you she's only yesterday
    just passing through
    Another page in history
    a stepping stone for you and me
    Pre you what's a guy supposed to do?

    Instrumental

    Long ago we were close but the fire went out
    She's a tease can't you tell
    that's what she's all about
    Like an old broken clock on the wall
    she's got nothing to say
    She was long ago she's so yesterday

    Chorus
    She's pre you just a friend
    so don't be blue
    Pre you she's only yesterday
    just passing through
    Another page in history
    a stepping stone for you and me
    Pre you what's a guy supposed to do?

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Middle Of The Night

    Currently Unavailable
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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Coast Of Marseilles

    COAST OF MARSEILLES
    Keith Sykes

    I sat there on the coast of Marseilles
    My thoughts came by like wind through my hand
    How good it'd be to hold you
    How good it'd be to feel like that again
    How good it'd be to feel like that again

    Would you be remembering me?
    I ask that question time and again
    The answer came and haunted me so
    I did not want to think it again
    I did not want to think it again

    You make it hard for me to forget
    I haven't stopped loving you yet

    When I left the coast of Marseilles
    I hadn't done what I'd come to do
    I spent all the money I'd saved
    And did not get over you
    I did not get over you.

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Island

    ISLAND
    Jimmy Buffett, Dave Loggins

    Island I see you in the distance
    I feel that your existence
    Is not unlike my own

    Island they say no man is like you
    They say you stand alone
    Sometimes I feel that way too
    Is it the need for love?

    Heart and soul accompaniment
    That seems to make me different from you

    I've tried to build bridges
    But they all fell down
    I've taken to the air on wings of silver
    But always hit the ground

    Island I see you in all of my dreams
    But I'm a man with no means to reach your distant shore
    Island I see you in the moonlight
    Silhouettes of ships in the night
    Just make me long that much more
    To be like you

    Heart and soul accompaniment
    That seems to make me different from you

    I've tried to build bridges
    But they all fell down
    I've taken to the air on wings of silver
    But always hit the ground

    Instrumental

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: He Went To Paris

    HE WENT TO PARIS
    Jimmy Buffett

    He went to Paris looking for answers
    To questions that bothered him so
    He was impressive, young and aggressive
    Saving the world on his own.
    But the warm Summer breezes
    The French wines and cheeses
    Put his ambition at bay
    And Summers and Winters
    Scattered like splinters
    And four or five years slipped away.

    Then he went to England, played the piano
    And married an actress named Kim
    They had a good life, she was a good wife
    Bore him a young son named Jim.
    And all of the answers and all of the questions
    He locked in his attic one day
    'Cause he liked the quiet clean country living
    And twenty more years slipped away.

    Well the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady
    And left him with only one eye
    His body was battered, his world was shattered
    And all he could do was just cry.
    While the tears were falling, he was recalling
    The answers he never found
    So he hopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean
    And left England without a sound.

    Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's
    And drinks his green label each day
    He's writing his memoirs and losing his hearing
    But he don't care what most people say.
    Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion
    If he likes you he'll smile then he'll say
    Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic
    But I had a good life all the way.

    And he went to Paris looking for answers
    To questions that bother him so.

    1973 American Broadcasting Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
    All Rights Reserved

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Stars Fell On Alabama

    STARS FELL ON ALABAMA
    M.Parish, F.Perkins

    Moonlight and magnolia, starlight in your hair
    All the world a dream come true
    Did it really happen, was I really there
    Was I really there with you

    Chorus
    We lived our little drama, we kissed in a field of white
    And the stars fell on Alabama last night
    I can't forget the glamour
    Your eyes held a tender light
    And the stars fell on Alabama last night

    Never planned in my imagination, a situation so heavenly
    A fairy tale where no one else could enter
    And in the center, just you and me, dear
    My heart beat like a hammer, my arms wound around you tight
    And the stars fell on Alabama last night

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Changing Channels

    CHANGING CHANNELS
    Jimmy Buffett and Mac McAnally

    Girl of a thousand faces
    From a long line of basket cases
    Daughter of a fortune teller
    Oh the lovely Isabella

    CHORUS

    She's changing channels
    Stayin' on her toes
    She's just changin' channels
    As she goes

    This place is full of beachhead sailors
    Fisherman and old retailers
    Simple lives are so deep seated
    and history always gets repeated
    Some folks see a birds eye view
    Others haven't got a clue
    Some will go and some will stay
    It doesn't matter anyway

    CHORUS

    They are changin' channels
    Crazy girls and boys
    They'll be changin' channels
    Changin' toys

    Survivors of tidal waves
    children of former slaves
    don't it that they behave
    Like it's another world

    There's an island in the ocean
    Where the people stay in motion
    Somewhere on the old gulf stream
    Do they live or did I dream

    CHORUS

    They were changin' channels
    Waitin' for their sails to fill
    They were changin' channels
    Always will

    They'll be changin' channels
    Waitin' for their sails to fill
    They'll be changing channels
    Always will

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    Disc 4 - Ballads: Twelve Volt Man

    TWELVE VOLT MAN
    Jimmy Buffett

    I never got a grip in penmanship
    Could never make those small l's flow
    Seldom found the trick to arithmetic
    Three plus two be faux pas
    But ask for some palm trees
    Or tales from the South Seas

    I never had the clout to knock one out
    But hitting was the name of my game
    Standing on third as the coaches conferred
    So close to my first claim to fame

    Just give me the steal sign
    And I'll make home plate mine
    And I just might turn some heads

    Sometimes I may get a little drastic
    Sometimes I just let my feelings show
    Sometimes I may be a bit sarcastic
    Most times that's the way the story goes

    Now I know this Joe down in Mexico
    He went there to work on his tan
    For years he's been plugged into blenders and songs
    They call him the Twelve Volt Man

    He don't need no charge card
    Just give him a die-hard
    And he'll make sparks fly round your head
    Or just ask for some palm trees
    Or tales from the South Seas
    And I'll make sparks fly round your head
    Round your head
    In your head
    In your head