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jimmy buffett - a love song
"Okay"
I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
Your voice sounds so wonderful
But yer face don't look too clear
Bar maid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew
"Alright let's here it"
Why (don't we get drunk and screw)
"You're on the record!"
Chorus:
Why don't we get drunk and screw
I just bought a water bed, it's 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.
"I can't wait for 'em to put that label on my live album. You're sounding absolutely wonderful out there, but we have invited the all girls choir from Lima, Ohio down here and we can't here them too well now. We'd like all of you gentlemen out in the audience to just sorta take a break, sit back and let's let these beautiful women of the Nineties tell us how they feel about it. Ladies are you ready? On the count of four. One, two, three, four."
Chorus:
Why (don't we get drunk and screw)
"Whoo yeah!"
I just bought a waterbed it's filled up with Elmer's glue."
They say you are a snuff queen
Let's see what all you macho men can do
Why (don't we get drunk and screw)
"Oh yeah."
Why don't we get drunk and screw
"I think we better work this out amongst ourselves."
Why don't we get drunk and screw, oooh yeah
jimmy buffett - the wino and i know
By: Jimmy Buffett
1974
The ice cream man he's a hillbilly fan
Got seventy-eights by Hank Snow
Walks down the street, shufflin' his feet
To a 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
Chorus:
And the wino and I know the pain of street singin'
Like a door-to-door salesman knows the pains of bell ringin'
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
Coffee is strong at the Cafe Du Monde
Donuts are too hot to touch
Just like a fool, when those sweet goodies cool
I eat 'til I eat way too much
'Cause I'm livin' on things that excite me
Be they pastry or lobster or love
I'm just tryin' to get by bein' quiet and shy
In a world full of pushin' and shove
Chorus:
And the wino and I know the pain of back bustin'
Like the farmer knows the pain of his pickup truck rustin'
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' 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
Chorus:
And the wino and I know the joy of the ocean
Like a boy knows the joy of his milkshake in motion
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
Yes it's a strange situation, a wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
jimmy buffett - a mile high in denver
By: Jimmy Buffett
1970
Sittin' on a pocket full of hard earned wages
Lookin' at the world through magazine pages
I heard a lot about the mountains and the Colorado range
Made this stop for personal reasons
Didn't know I'd catch the changin' of the seasons
Winter dictates everything from frost to naked trees
Chorus:
I'm about a mile high in Denver
Where the rock meets timberline
I've walked this ground from town to town
Just to finally call it mine
Lookin' for the cloud with a styrofoam lining
Hopin' that the sun will keep on shinin'
Leading me to distant peace that waits so patiently
Need a little love to try some givin'
Try a little love and then start livin'
Things I feared so long ago
When everything was wrong
Chorus:
I'm about a mile high in Denver
Where the rock meets timberline
I've walked this ground from town to town
Tonight I'll call it mine
Tonight I'll call it mine
Sittin' on a pocket full of hard earned wages
Lookin' at the world through magazine pages
I heard a lot about the mountains and the Colorado range
Need a little time to try some livin'
Try a little love and then start givin'
Things I feared so long ago
When everything was wrong
I'm about a mile high in Denver
Where the rock meets timberline
Where God and trees create the breeze
Tonight I'll call it mine
Tonight I'll call it mine
Tonight I'll call it mine
Tonight I'll call it mine
Tonight I'll call it mine
jimmy buffett - l air de la louisianne
L'air de la Louisianne
By: Jesse Winchester
1974
[ The Louisiana Air ]
Jesse Winchester sang this song many years ago as an opening act for us and I've always wanted to do it. To be able to sing it with James Taylor and Timothy B. Schmit was as much a treat for me as I hope it is for you.
Se promenant dans un bois de la vieille Louisianne
Les ombres s'allongent nos pas silents l'air de la Louisianne
Toi et moi ne parlant pas en sucant de la canne
Pour un instant je suis content en l'air de la Louisianne
Se promenant dans un bois de la vieille Louisianne
Les ombres s'allongent nos pas silents l'air de la Louisianne
Toi et moi ne parlant pas en sucant de la canne
Pour un instant je suis content en l'air de la Louisianne
Pour un instant je suis content en l'air de la Louisianne
jimmy buffett - lip service
Lip Service
By: Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley
1981
For anyone who loves Creole Cookin' and New Orleans music
Talk-a, talk-a, talk until your jaws turn blue
But you never really tell me what you're gonna do
Seem to keep it all locked up inside
I can't help but start to thinkin'
You've got somethin' to hide
Why the pain
What's your game
You're drivin' this boy insane
Oooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do
Your bitchin' and your cryin' finally got to me
So I thought I'd take you baby on a shoppin' spree
You bought a space age watch and an antique hat
Hell now it's digital this and digital that
What a pain
Silly games
Still drivin' your man insane
Oooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do
Chorus:
Oh darlin' oh darlin'
All I ever get is lip service from you
Oh darlin' oh darlin', I'm through
'Cause all I ever get is lip service from you
(instrumental)
So listen to me baby
You got to change your ways
Or I'm off to Pascagoula in a few more days
I'll leave you and your poodle and all the mess he makes
Find some other fool to man your shovel and your rake
No more pain
End of game
You're drivin' yourself insane
Ooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do
Chorus:
Oh darlin' oh darlin'
All I ever get is lip service from you
Oh darlin' oh darlin', I'm through
'Cause all I ever get is lip service from you
Lip service from you (lip service)
Lip service from you-hoo
Lip service from you (lip service)
Lip service from you-hoo
Lip service from you (lip service)
Lip service from you-hoo
- Notes:
Lead Guitar: Josh Leo
jimmy buffett - turnabout
By: Jimmy Buffett
1970
As large as life she stood there
Kissed my cheek and called my old nickname
And though several years had passed
Both of us still looked quite the same
I said hi relaxed a bit
Then asked her how she'd been all these years
She told me she was feeling fine
Came to see a friend who lived up here
Told me she had finished school
And then went on to college for a year
I asked if she had married
Slowly down her cheek there came a tear
She said just an itchy eye
It must be the weather way up here
Told her I can't stand the cold
It freezes me and I can't feel my ears
We talked a bit about Mobile
And thought about how it has never changed
I told her I was a comin' home
To spend some time and hoped it wouldn't rain
She asked if she could see me then
And we could spend some time now and then
Because I lived so far away
Was still no chance why we could not be friends
I drove her to the waiting plane
Watched that big jet streaking through the sky
Thought about the sad young girl
And the time that I just saw her cry
That flame must still be burning bright
I think I'll catch a later flight today
It's time for me to go on home
And spend a day or two down by the bay
jimmy buffett - a pirate looks at forty
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
Watched the men who rode you switch from sail to steam
In your belly you can hold the treasures few have ever seen
Most of 'em dreams, most of 'em 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
But I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
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,
Passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
But I've got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
I'm down to rock bottom again
Just a few friends, just a few friends
"Nice to see all of our friends every year. Thank you
friends."
Now I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
And I still could manage a smile
Sure takes a while, just takes a while
Mother, mother ocean, after all my years I've found
Occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
Feel like I've drowned, but I won't wear a frown
Feel like I've drowned, I'm gonna go check out
Peachtree Street somewhere downtown
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jimmy buffett - a sailor s christas
(Jimmy Buffett, Roger Guth)
A sail on the horizon's got a land fall rendezvous
The captain steers a well known course he steers her straight and true
As he trims the sheets he sings a song he learned on boats and bars
"A sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour 'neath the stars"
He's traveled through the doldrums, typhoons and hurricanes
He's logged a million soggy miles, with water on his brain
But Christmas is the season better suited for dry land
He'll tell some lies, meet some spies and dance barefoot in the sand
Chorus:
A sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour on the hook
Cali, Calais no work today, let's shelve the old log book
The waterfront is reveling, the season has begun
A sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun.
There's a party down at Le Select all music, rhum and cheers
Faces in the shadows, I haven't seen for years
The masts and shrouds are filled with lights 'neath the waning of the moon
There's an air of celebration in the realm of King Neptune.
Chorus:
Instrumental bridge
Jesus was a fisherman who walked upon the sea
The North Pole is the ocean's remote frozen balcony
The continents keep drifting but the children sing and play
Cause nothing really matters after all it's Christmas day
Chorus:
jimmy buffett - a thousand steps to nowhere
Iris
A thousand steps
Paperman
Obviously
Iris
The Jewish cemetery
Paperman
It may come in handy
Iris
Let me get him. Your heart
Paperman
Stay here
A thousand steps to nowhere
That is all I see
This night is asking questions
Where and what for me
A thousand miles from Henny
Who warned me from the start
I feel foolhardy, I miss Sardi's
Thought I was so smart
Chorus
Down is up, up is down
That's just life in Kinja town
The natives and the castaways
That's just life for me these days
Henny
I've had it with this weather
My skin is pale as bleach
I'm heading back to Kinja
And stretch out on the beach
My past is in these boxes
All clean and neatly packed
No time for sorrow, I leave tomorrow
There's no turning back
No turning back, I'm island bound
I want to turn from white to brown
Sing and dance to calypso songs
Trade in this mink for a pink sarong
Iris
I really do admire him
And what he's taking on
This island and these crazies
But I fear he'll soon be gone
Can't let myself fall for him
A terrible mistake
He's got Henny, I'm one too many
This time my heart could break
Chorus
A thousand steps to nowhere
That is all I see
Paperman
My heart is pounding madly
Iris
Mine too, won't let me be
A thousand reasons not to
Paperman
Strange but oh so true
I'm behaving
Iris
You're not past saving
A thing we both should do
Henny
Cause he's happy
Duet
Down is up, up is down
Henny
I understand
Duet
That's just life in Kinja town
Henny
Cause he's my man
Duet
The natives and the castaways
That's just life for us these days
Henny
Cause he's happy
Duet
Down is up, up is down
Henny
I understand
Duet
That's just life in Kinja town
Henny
Cause he's my man
Duet
The natives and the castaways
Ensemble
That's just life for us these days
That's just life for us these days
Paperman
Gilbert come and prime the pump
jimmy buffett - ace
By: Jimmy Buffett
1971
Hardly seems a long time
Just a minute of the day
But the man who stood beside me
More than gave himself away
The food stain on his spotted shirt
A gray beard on his face
A man composed of many names
So I just called him Ace
Chorus:
But Ace can't read and Ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at night
A little man the world has left behind
He ain't bitter, he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street
Never knowing what he's gonna find
Born in Mississippi
Picking cotton as a child
Left soon for the city
Where he heard that life was wild
That was fifty years ago
When nothing's really strange
From a poor dirt farm to dirty streets
Is really not much change
Chorus:
And Ace can't read and Ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at night
A little man the world has left behind
He ain't bitter, he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street
Never knowing what he's gonna find
Go back to the country
No he really can't do that
Wasted years have left him
Nothing but an old straw hat
So he puts it on his head
And waves a last good-bye
No time left to turn around
And no time to ask why
Chorus:
Ace can't read and Ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at night
A little man the world has left behind
He ain't bitter, he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street
Never knowing what he's gonna find
And this old world has left poor Ace behind
jimmy buffett - african friend
African Friend
By: Jimmy Buffett
1978
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 y est casino?" [ Do you know where the casino is Sir? ]
Spoke to the cabbie and smiled
Driver replied "Vieux ou noveaux." [ Old or new? ]
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 rolling the bones several hours
Conversing as most gamblers do
We were calling on all of our powers
Hopin' to see the night through
But not approving at all of our winnings
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
Soldier told me I'd 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 evenin'
Truly was 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
This album is dedicated to Juan Cadiz, Save The Whales, Save The Earth,
Support Greenpeace.
jimmy buffett - ain t he a genius
By: Jimmy Buffett
1970
See the lady
Smiles as if to tell
Her son remembers everyone
Treats 'em all quite well
He never asked for promises
And now his fame is wide
And everyone who knew him well shares a little pride
Chorus:
Ain't he a genius
The boy's become a star
And he smiles upon the faces
Who wish they could go far
Not long ago they criticized
The genius only wrote
And now they listen spellbound
With lumps caught in their throats
His virtue was sheer poverty
His vice was reading plays
While other children starved and fought
He learned just what to say
Through tension and confession
He beat the monster down
Then surfaced in society no longer underground
Chorus:
Ain't he a genius
The boy's become a star
And he smiles upon the faces
Who wish they could go far
Now they remember
Talk only of his good
While jealousy flows in their veins
And says I wish I could
Ain't he a genius
jimmy buffett - all the ways i want you
By Bruce Cockburn
The hills are full of secrets
Owls watch by night
Down in town the bars are full
And the drunks are picking fights
These are things I know
But the facts are filtered through
All the ways I want you
2:19 freight train
Moaning somewhere near
I see you in the distance
But I can't get there from here
Hard to believe it's happening
But my whole world's shrunken to
All the ways I want you
Stars look down and laugh at me
I ought to take a bow
Don't have to tell them life's hard sometimes
There's one falling now
Nobody's here beside me
I can talk about it to
All the ways I want you
jimmy buffett - altered boy
Jimmy Buffett, Wayne Jobson
Oh no, he's buying an island
Oh no, he's building a boat
Why does he never stop smiling?
Fun surrounds him like a deep moat
Where does he get all those stories?
How can he tell such a lie?
He's bound to see purgatory
His views are in short supply
But Peter Pan would understand
His schemes and dreams and ploys
Best keep an eye on his slight hand
He such an altered boy
Good God, he's talking with parrots
Painting his dreams in the sand
Piling up beaucoup demerits
Doing it just 'cause he can
By Jove he's having a cocoa
Evading those judgemental eyes
Calmly walking his tight rope
High above all the outcries
But Peter Pan would understand
His schemes and dreams and ploys
Best keep an eye on his slight hand
He such an altered boy
The story goes
he stumbled at the alter
Now it seems he just blasphemes
And dwells with dangers daughter
Someone call the talking doctor
Somebody get a SWAT team
There he sits getting away with
murder
How dare him live out his dreams
But Peter Pan would understand
His schemes and dreams and ploys
Best keep an eye on his slight hand
He such an altered boy
Oh no, he's sailing today
Oh no, beware Paraguay
Oh no, anchors aweigh
Oh no
jimmy buffett - another saturday night
Another Saturday Night
By: Sam Cooke
Chorus:
Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I've got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful way
I got in town a month ago
I've seen a lot of girls since then
If I could meet 'em I could get 'em
But as yet I haven't met 'em
That's why I'm in the shape I'm in
Chorus:
Oh, another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I've got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful way
Now another fella told me
He had a sister who looked just fine
Instead of being my deliverance
She had a strange resemblance
To a cat name Frankenstein
Chorus:
Oh, another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I've got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had some chick to talk to
I'm in an awful way
Chorus:
Yeah, another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I've got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful way
It's hard on a fella
When he don't know his way around
If I don't find me a honey
To help me spend this money
I'm headin' back to Key West town
Chorus:
Oh, another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I've got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful way
Chorus:
Just another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I've got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had some chick to talk to
I'm in an awful way
-- Spoken:
"It's awful. All dressed up and no place to go. No one to help me spend
my flow. Another Saturday night. Get me the pizza man."
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