{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":62802,"song":"Songs You Know By Heart","artist":"Jimmy Buffett","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/62802-songs-you-know-by-heart-chords-by-jimmy-buffett/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/62802?type=chord","rating":4.61763,"votes":28,"content":"#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#\r\n#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #\r\n#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #\r\n#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##\r\nFrom: Mike Hall <mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu>\r\n\r\nGCC of the \"alt.fan.jimmy-buffett\" Internet Usenet newsgroup.  Send all\r\ncomments and questions to Mike A. Hall <mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu>.\r\n\r\n(please see -- Disclaimer statement at end of document --)\r\n---------------------------------------------------------------------------\r\n\r\n@ALBUM: Songs You Know By Heart\r\n@SONG: Cheeseburger in Paradise\r\nCheeseburger in Paradise\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1978\r\n>From \"Son of a Son of a Sailor\"\r\n\r\nIntro: ** Play \"|\" as strums or beats\r\n\r\n       [ch]Bm[/ch] ||||  [ch]A[/ch] |\r\n       [ch]Bm[/ch] ||||  [ch]G[/ch] |\r\n       [ch]Bm[/ch] ||||  [ch]A[/ch] | [ch]D[/ch] |\r\n\r\n[tab]\t  [ch]G[/ch]          [ch]A[/ch]\t        [ch]D[/ch]\r\nTried to amend my carnivorous habits[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]              [ch]A[/ch]         [ch]D[/ch]\r\nMade it nearly seventy days[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]A[/ch]               [ch]D[/ch]\r\nLosin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]E[/ch]\t\t\t\t  [ch]A[/ch]\r\nDrinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]G[/ch]\t [ch]A[/ch]           [ch]D[/ch]\t      [ch]G[/ch]\r\nBut at night I'd have these wonderful dreams[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]            [ch]A[/ch]           [ch]Bm[/ch]\r\nSome kind of sensuous treat[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]G[/ch]           [ch]D[/ch]         [ch]G[/ch]\t   [ch]D[/ch]\r\nNot zucchini, fettucini or bulgar wheat[/tab]\r\n[tab]      [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]D[/ch]         [ch]A[/ch]            [ch]D[/ch]\r\nBut a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab]      [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]A[/ch]         [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Cheeseburger in paradise[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]A[/ch]              [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Heaven on Earth with an onion slice[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]G[/ch]          [ch]A[/ch]          [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Not too particular, not too precise[/tab]\r\n[tab]                [ch]G[/ch]     [ch]D[/ch]         [ch]A[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     I'm just a Cheeseburger in paradise[/tab]\r\n\r\nHeard about the old time sailor men\r\nThey eat the same thing again and again\r\nWarm beer and bread they said could raise the dead\r\nWell it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn\r\n\r\nBut times change, sailors these days\r\nWhen I'm in port I get what I need\r\nNot just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris\r\nBut that American creation on which I feed\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n     Cheeseburger in Paradise\r\n     Medium rare with mustard be nice\r\n     Heaven on Earth with an onion slice\r\n     I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise\r\n\r\n** (Guitar Tacet throughout)\r\n**  I like mine with lettuce and tomato\r\n**  Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes\r\n**  Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer\r\n**  Well good God almighty which way do I steer for my\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n     Cheeseburger in Paradise\r\n     Makin' the best of every virtue and vice\r\n     Worth every damn bit of sacrifice to get a\r\n     Cheeseburger in Paradise\r\n     I need a Cheeseburger in Paradise\r\n     I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise\r\n\r\nRepeat intro\r\nRepeat Guitar Tacet part (above)\r\n\r\n---------------------------------------------------------------\r\n\r\n@SONG: He Went To Paris\r\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\r\nHe Went To Paris\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1973\r\n>From \"A White Sport Coat And A Pink Crustacean\"\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]A[/ch]\r\nHe went to Paris lookin' for answers[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]D[/ch]                           [ch]A[/ch]\r\nTo questions that bothered him so[/tab]\r\n\r\nHe was impressive, young and aggressive\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                       [ch]E7[/ch]\r\nSavin' the world on his own[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]       [ch]D[/ch]\r\nBut the warm summer breezes[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]A[/ch]\r\nThe French wines and cheeses[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                       [ch]E7[/ch]\r\nPut his ambition at bay[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]A[/ch]\r\nThe summers and winters[/tab]\r\n\r\nScattered like splinters\r\n[tab]    [ch]D[/ch]            [ch]E7[/ch]             [ch]A[/ch]\r\nAnd four or five years slipped away[/tab]\r\n\r\nThen he went to England, played the piano\r\nAnd married an actress named Kim\r\nThey had a fine life, she was a good wife\r\nAnd bore him a young son named Jim\r\n\r\nAnd all of the answers and all of the questions\r\nLocked in his attic one day\r\n'Cause he liked the quiet clean country livin'\r\nAnd twenty more years slipped away\r\n\r\nWell the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady\r\nAnd left him with only one eye\r\nHis body was battered, his whole world was shattered\r\nAnd all he could do was just cry\r\n\r\nWhile the tears were a-fallin' he was recallin'\r\nAnswers he never found\r\nSo he hopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean\r\nAnd left England without a sound\r\n\r\nNow he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's\r\nAnd drinks his Green Label each day\r\nWriting his memoirs, losin' his hearin'\r\nBut he don't care what most people say\r\n\r\nThrough eighty-six years of perpetual motion\r\nIf he likes you he'll smile and he'll say\r\n\"Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic\r\nBut I had a good life all the way\"\r\n\r\n[tab]    [ch]A[/ch]\r\nAnd he went to Paris lookin' for answers[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]D[/ch]        [ch]E7[/ch]                   [ch]A[/ch]\r\nTo questions   that bothered him so[/tab]\r\n\r\n--------------------------------------------------------------\r\n\r\n@SONG: Fins\r\n@CHORDS: Brian Michalowski (bam@wam.umd.edu)\r\nFins\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, Barry Chance, Tom Corcoran\r\n1979\r\n>From \"Volcano\"\r\n\r\n(needs work)\r\n\r\n[tab]Intro tab: (repeat three times???)  last part of tab missing\r\nE-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|\r\nB-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|\r\nG-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|\r\nD-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|\r\nA--0--|-----1-2-3-----3-|-----2-1-0-----0-|-----1-2-3-------|\r\nE-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|\r\n   &    1 & 2 & 3 & 4 &   1 & 2 & 3 & 4 &   1 & 2 & 3 & 4 &[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]         [ch]Bb[/ch]        [ch]C[/ch] \t   [ch]F[/ch]\r\nShe came down from Cincinnati[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]Bb[/ch]         [ch]C[/ch]      [ch]F[/ch]\r\nIt took her three days on the train[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bb[/ch]               [ch]C[/ch]         [ch]F[/ch]\r\nLookin' for some peace and quiet[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bb[/ch]               [ch]C[/ch]    [ch]F[/ch]\r\nHoped to see the sun again[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]            [ch]Bb[/ch]         [ch]C[/ch]      [ch]F[/ch]\r\nBut now she lives down by the ocean[/tab]\r\n[tab]             [ch]Bb[/ch]      [ch]C[/ch]         [ch]F[/ch]\r\nShe's takin' care to look for sharks[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]Bb[/ch]       [ch]C[/ch]        [ch]F[/ch]\r\nThey hang out in the local bars[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]Bb[/ch]         [ch]C[/ch]     [ch]F[/ch]\r\nAnd they feed right after dark[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am7[/ch]\t\t   [ch]Dm7[/ch]\r\nCan't you feel 'em circlin' honey?[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Am7[/ch]                                [ch]Dm7[/ch]\r\nCan't you feel 'em swimmin' around?[/tab]\r\n[tab]\t[ch]Bb[/ch] \t    [ch]C[/ch]     [ch]Bb[/ch]          [ch]C[/ch]\r\nYou got fins to the left, fins to the right[/tab]\r\n[tab]               [ch]Bb[/ch]   [ch]C[/ch]       [ch]F[/ch]\r\nAnd you're the only bait in town[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Am7[/ch]         [ch]Dm7[/ch]   [ch]Am7[/ch]        [ch]Dm7[/ch]\r\n      Oh  whoa,        Oh  whoa[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]Bb[/ch]          [ch]C[/ch]     [ch]Bb[/ch]          [ch]C[/ch]\r\nYou got fins to the left, fins to the right[/tab]\r\n[tab]               [ch]Bb[/ch]   [ch]C[/ch]       [ch]F[/ch]\r\nAnd you're the only bait in town[/tab]\r\n\r\nShe's saving up all of her money\r\nWants to head it south in May\r\nMaybe roll in the sand with a rock 'n' roll man\r\nSomewhere down Montserrat way\r\nBut the money's good in the season\r\nHelps to lighten up her load\r\nBoys keep her high as the months go by\r\nShe's gettin' postcards from the road\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n     Can't you feel 'em closin' in honey?\r\n     Can't you feel 'em schoolin' around?\r\n     You got fins to the left, fins to the right\r\n     And you're the only girl in town\r\n\r\n(harmonica solo)\r\nRepeat Intro tab\r\n\r\nSailed off to Antigua\r\nIt took her three days on a boat\r\nLookin' for some peace and quiet\r\nMaybe keep her dreams afloat\r\nBut now she feels like a remora\r\n'Cause the school's still close at hand\r\nJust behind the reef are the big white teeth\r\nOf the sharks that can swim on the land\r\n\r\nRepeat first chorus\r\nRepeat Intro tab and fade\r\n\r\n[tab]-----------------------------------------------------------------------|\r\nChord diagrams:  Bb - |x13331|  Am7 - |xo2o1o|  Dm7 - |xxo211----------|\r\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------|\r\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------|[/tab]\r\n\r\n@SONG: Margaritaville\r\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\r\nMargaritaville\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1977\r\n>From \"Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes\"\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]\r\nNibblin' on sponge cake[/tab]\r\n\r\nWatchin' the sun bake\r\n[tab]                                   [ch]A[/ch]\r\nAll of those tourists covered with oil[/tab]\r\n\r\nStrummin' my six-string\r\n\r\nOn my front porch swing\r\n[tab]                                         [ch]D[/ch]     [ch]D7[/ch]\r\nSmell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to boil[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab]   [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]A[/ch]                  [ch]D[/ch]          [ch]D7[/ch]\r\n     Wastin' away again in Margaritaville[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]G[/ch]                 [ch]A[/ch]               [ch]D[/ch]    [ch]D7[/ch]\r\n     Searching for my lost shaker of salt[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]A[/ch]                    [ch]D[/ch]  [ch]A[/ch]      [ch]G[/ch]\r\n     Some people claim that there's a wo-man to blame[/tab]\r\n[tab]           [ch]A[/ch]     [ch]G[/ch]                [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     But I know    it's nobody's fault[/tab]\r\n\r\nI don't know the reason\r\nI stayed here all season\r\nNothin' to show but this brand new tattoo\r\nBut it's a real beauty\r\nA Mexican cutie\r\nHow it got here I haven't a clue\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n     Wastin' away again in Margaritaville\r\n     Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt\r\n     Some people claim that there's a woman to blame\r\n     Now I think\r\n     Hell, it could be my fault\r\n\r\nSolo (based on verse chords and chorus)\r\n\r\nI blew out my flip-flop\r\nStepped on a pop-top\r\nCut my heel had to cruise on back home\r\nBut there's booze in the blender\r\nAnd soon it will render\r\nThat frozen concoction that helps me hang on\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n     Wastin' away again in Margaritaville\r\n     Searching for my lost shaker of salt\r\n     Some people claim that there's a woman to blame\r\n     But I know\r\n     It's my own damned fault\r\n\r\n[tab]        [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]A[/ch]                    [ch]D[/ch]  [ch]A[/ch]      [ch]G[/ch]\r\nYes and,  some people claim that there's a wo-man to blame[/tab]\r\n[tab]      [ch]A[/ch]     [ch]G[/ch]                    [ch]D[/ch]\r\nAnd I know    it's my own damned fault[/tab]\r\n\r\n------------------------------------------------------------------\r\n\r\n@SONG: Son Of A Son Of A Sailor\r\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\r\nSon of a Son of a Sailor\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1978\r\n>From \"Son of a Son of a Sailor\"\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]\r\nAs the son of a son of a sailor[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]F[/ch]          [ch]C[/ch]         [ch]G[/ch]\r\nI went out on the sea for adventure[/tab]\r\n[tab]  [ch]C[/ch]                       [ch]G[/ch]\r\nExpanding the view of the captain and crew[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]D[/ch]                        [ch]G[/ch]\r\nLike a man just released from indenture[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]     [ch]G[/ch]\r\nAs a dreamer of dreams and a traveling man[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]F[/ch]         [ch]C[/ch]      [ch]G[/ch]\r\nI have chalked up many a mile[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]C[/ch]                     [ch]G[/ch]\r\nRead dozens of books about heroes and crooks[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]D[/ch]                               [ch]G[/ch]\r\nAnd I learned much from both of their styles[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab]     [ch]F[/ch]             [ch]C[/ch]\r\n     Son of a son, son of a son[/tab]\r\n[tab]                       [ch]G[/ch]\r\n     Son of a son of a sailor[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]F[/ch]             [ch]C[/ch]\r\n     Son of a gun, load the last ton[/tab]\r\n[tab]                           [ch]C[/ch]\r\n     One step ahead of the jailer[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\nNow away in the near future\r\nSoutheast of disorder\r\nYou can shake the hand of the Mango man\r\nAs he greets you at the boarder\r\n\r\nAnd the lady she hails from Trinidad\r\nIsland of the spices\r\nSalt for your meat and cinnamon sweet\r\nAnd the rum is for all your good vices\r\n\r\n[tab]      [ch]F[/ch]                      [ch]C[/ch]\r\n     Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                      [ch]G[/ch]\r\n     That our forefathers harnessed before us[/tab]\r\n[tab]      [ch]F[/ch]                         [ch]C[/ch]\r\n     Hear the bells ring as the tide ringing sings[/tab]\r\n[tab]                              [ch]G[/ch]\r\n     It's a son of a gun of a chorus[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\nWhere it all ends I can't fathom my friends\r\nIf I knew I might toss out my anchor\r\nSo I'll cruise along always searching for songs\r\nNot a lawyer a thief or a banker\r\n\r\n     But the son of a son, son of a son\r\n     Son of a son of a sailor\r\n     Son of a gun, load the last ton\r\n     One step ahead of the jailer\r\n     I'm just a son of a son, son of a son\r\n     Son of a son of a sailor\r\n\r\n[tab]         [ch]F[/ch]                      [ch]C[/ch]\r\n     The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                     [ch]G[/ch]\r\n     I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer[/tab]\r\n\r\n------------------------------------------------------------------\r\n\r\n@SONG: Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes\r\nChanges in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1977\r\n>From \"Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes\"\r\n\r\nIntro:  [ch]G[/ch]   [ch]D[/ch]   [ch]A[/ch]   [ch]G[/ch] [ch]D[/ch]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                 [ch]G[/ch]\r\nI took off for a weekend last month[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]A[/ch]                        [ch]D[/ch]\r\nJust to try and recall the whole year[/tab]\r\n[tab]                     [ch]G[/ch]\r\nAll of the faces and all of the places[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]A[/ch]                           [ch]D[/ch]\r\nWonderin' where they all disappeared[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bm[/ch]                  [ch]F#m[/ch]\r\nI didn't ponder the question too long[/tab]\r\n[tab]      [ch]G[/ch]                         [ch]A[/ch]\r\nI was hungry and went out for a bite[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]G[/ch]                  [ch]D[/ch]\r\nRan into a chum with a bottle of rum[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]A[/ch]                    [ch]D[/ch]\r\nand we wound up drinkin' all night[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab]                [ch]G[/ch]                     [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes[/tab]\r\n[tab]      [ch]A[/ch]                        [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Nothing remains quite the same[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]G[/ch]                      [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     With all of our running and all of our cunning[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]A[/ch]                         [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     if we couldn't laugh we would all go insane[/tab]\r\n\r\nReading departure signs in some big airport\r\nReminds me of the places I've been\r\nVisions of good times that brought so much pleasure\r\nMakes me want to go back again\r\nIf it suddenly ended tomorrow\r\nI could somehow adjust to the fall\r\nGood times and riches and son of a bitches\r\nI've seen more than I can recall\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n     These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes\r\n     Nothing remains quite the same\r\n     Through all of the islands and all of the highlands\r\n     If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane\r\n\r\n(Repeat Intro chords)\r\n\r\nI think about Paris when I'm high on red wine\r\nI wish I could jump on a plane\r\nSo many nights I just dream of the ocean\r\nGod I wish I was sailin' again\r\nOh, yesterday's over my shoulder\r\nSo I can't look back for too long\r\nThere's just too much to see waiting in front of me\r\nAnd I know that I just can't go wrong\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n     With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes\r\n     Nothing remains quite the same\r\n     With all of my running and all of my cunning\r\n     If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane\r\n     If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane\r\n[tab]        [ch]A[/ch]                       [ch]F[/ch]     [ch]C[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]   [ch]A[/ch]   [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     If we weren't all crazy we would go insane[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]------------------------------------------------------------\r\nChord diagrams:     Bm - |xxo432|   F#m - |xx4222|\r\n-------------------------------------------------------------------|\r\n-------------------------------------------------------------------|[/tab]\r\n@SONG: Come Monday\r\n@CHORDS: Kevin Shuholm\r\nCome Monday\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1974\r\n>From \"Living and Dying in 3/4 Time\"\r\n\r\nNote:  play in G, capo 2nd fret\r\n[tab]    [ch]G[/ch]               [ch]C[/ch]\r\n      Headin' up to San Francisco[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]D[/ch]                    [ch]G[/ch]\r\n      For the Labor Day week-end show,[/tab]\r\n[tab]                  [ch]C[/ch]\r\n      I've got my hush-puppies on I guess I[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]D[/ch]                          [ch]G[/ch]\r\n      Never was meant for glitter rock and roll[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]Am[/ch]           [ch]C[/ch]             [ch]D[/ch]          [ch]D7[/ch]\r\n      And, honey, I didn't know,  that I'd be missin' you so[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab]         [ch]C[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]\r\n     Come Monday  it'll be all right[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]C[/ch]                [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Come Monday  I'll be holdin' you tight[/tab]\r\n[tab]              [ch]G[/ch]          [ch]Bm[/ch]         [ch]C[/ch]          [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]C[/ch]            [ch]D[/ch]          [ch]G[/ch]\r\n     And I just want you back by my side[/tab]\r\n\r\nYes, it's been quite a summer\r\nRent-a-cars and west-bound trains\r\nAnd now you're off on vacation\r\nSomethin' you tried to explain\r\nAnd darlin', it's I love you so\r\nThat's the reason I just let you go\r\n\r\n(Repeat chorus)\r\n\r\nBridge:\r\n[tab]   [ch]Amaj7[/ch]    [ch]Dmaj7[/ch]          [ch]Amaj7[/ch]                  [ch]Dmaj7[/ch]\r\n      I can't help it honey,  you're that much a part of me now[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]Amaj7[/ch]                [ch]Dmaj7[/ch]\r\n      Remember that night in Montana[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]C[/ch]      5/2    5/0 [ch]C[/ch]  5/2 5/0   [ch]D[/ch]     [ch]F[/ch]    [ch]C[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]\r\n      when we said there'd be no room for doubt[/tab]\r\n\r\nI hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry\r\nI know that it's pretty up there\r\nWe can go hikin' on Tuesday\r\nWith you I'd walk anywhere\r\nCalifornia has worn me quite thin\r\nI just can't wait to see you again\r\n\r\n(Repeat chorus)\r\n[tab]              [ch]G[/ch]           [ch]Bm[/ch]       [ch]C[/ch]             [ch]D[/ch]\r\n      I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]C[/ch]             [ch]D[/ch]           [ch]F[/ch]        [ch]C[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]\r\n      And I just want you back by my side...[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]-------------------------------------------------------------\r\nChord diagrams:   [ch]Amaj7[/ch]=|x02120|     [ch]Dmaj7[/ch]=|xx0222|\r\n---------------------------------------------------------------------|\r\n---------------------------------------------------------------------|[/tab]\r\n\r\n@SONG: Pirate Looks at Forty\r\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\r\nPirate Looks at 40\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1974\r\n>From \"A1A\"\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]\r\nMother, mother ocean, I have heard you call[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch]                                           [ch]D[/ch]     [ch]Am7[/ch]  [ch]G[/ch]\r\nWanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall[/tab]\r\n[tab]                [ch]Am[/ch]   [ch]D[/ch]  [ch]Am7[/ch]            [ch]G[/ch]\r\nYou've seen it all,    you've seen it all....[/tab]\r\n\r\n2)\r\nWatched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam\r\nAnd in your belly you hold the treasure that few have ever seen\r\nMost of them dreams, most of them dreams\r\n\r\n3)\r\nYes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late\r\nThe cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder\r\nI'm an over forty victim of fate\r\nArriving too late, arriving too late\r\n\r\n4)\r\nI've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass\r\nI made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast\r\nNever meant to last, never meant to last\r\n\r\n5)\r\nI have been drunk now for over two weeks,\r\nI passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks,\r\nBut I've got stop wishin', got to go fishin'\r\nI'm down to rock bottom again,\r\nJust a few friends, just a few friends...\r\n\r\n6)\r\nI go for younger women, lived with several awhile\r\nAnd though I ran away, they'll come back one day\r\nAnd I still can manage a smile.\r\nIt just takes a while, just takes a while\r\n\r\n7)\r\nMother, mother ocean, after all these years I've found\r\nMy occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around\r\nI feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown....\r\n\r\n---------------------------------------------------------------\r\n\r\n@SONG: Why Don't We Get Drunk\r\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\r\nWhy Don't We Get Drunk\r\nBy: Marvin Gardens (A.K.A. Jimmy Buffett)\r\n1973\r\n>From \"A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean\"\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]             [ch]D7[/ch]             [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]D[/ch]\r\nI really do,  appreciate  the fact you're   sittin' here[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                  [ch]G[/ch]                       [ch]E7[/ch]\r\nYour voice sounds  so wonderful[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]E7[/ch]                 [ch]A7[/ch]\r\nBut your face don't look too clear[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]G[/ch]                        [ch]D[/ch]\r\nSo barmaid bring a pitcher,   another round o' brew[/tab]\r\n[tab]      [ch]G[/ch]               [ch]A[/ch]          [ch]D[/ch]        [ch]D7[/ch]\r\nHoney why don't we get drunk and screw[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab]     [ch]G[/ch]               [ch]A[/ch]          [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Why don't we get drunk and screw?[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]E7[/ch]                             [ch]A7[/ch]\r\n     I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]G[/ch]\r\n     They say you are a snuff queen[/tab]\r\n[tab]           [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Honey I don't think that's true[/tab]\r\n[tab]               [ch]G[/ch]               [ch]A[/ch]          [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     So,  why don't we get drunk and screw[/tab]\r\n\r\nSpoken: \"Pick it Coral Reefers, here we go...\"\r\n\r\nSolo (violin)\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n     Why don't we get drunk and screw?\r\n     I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you\r\n     They say you are a snuff queen\r\n     Honey I don't think that's true\r\n     So, why don't we get drunk and screw?\r\n     Yeah, now baby I say, \"Lord!,\"\r\n     Why don't we get drunk and screw\r\n\r\n-----------------------------------------------------------------\r\n\r\n@SONG: Boat Drinks\r\nBoat Drinks\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1979\r\n>From \"Volcano\"\r\n\r\nIntro:  [ch]D[/ch]  [ch]G[/ch] [ch]A[/ch] [ch]D[/ch]  [ch]G[/ch] [ch]A[/ch]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]A[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]\r\nBoat drinks[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]               [ch]A[/ch]            [ch]D[/ch]\r\nBoys in the band ordered boat drinks[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]        [ch]A[/ch]                 [ch]D[/ch]\r\nVisitors scored on the home rink[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]          [ch]A[/ch]           [ch]D[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]  [ch]A[/ch]\r\nEverything seems to be wrong[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]A[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]  [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]A[/ch]               [ch]D[/ch]\r\nLately  newspapers mentioned cheap airfare[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]       [ch]A[/ch]              [ch]D[/ch]\r\nI gotta fly to St. Somewhere[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]            [ch]A[/ch]        [ch]D[/ch]\r\nI'm close to bodily harm[/tab]\r\n\r\n20 degrees and the hockey game's on\r\nNobody cares, they're all way too far gone, screaming\r\nBoat drinks, something to keep 'em all warm\r\n\r\nThis morning I shot six holes in my freezer\r\nI think I've got cabin fever\r\nSomebody sound the alarm\r\n\r\nBridge:\r\n[tab]  [ch]Fmaj7[/ch]                       [ch]C[/ch]\r\n     I'd like to go where the pace of life's slow[/tab]\r\n[tab]               [ch]G[/ch]                      [ch]C[/ch]\r\n     Could you beam me somewhere, Mr. Scott?[/tab]\r\n[tab]  [ch]Fmaj7[/ch]                     [ch]C[/ch]\r\n     Any old place here on Earth or in space[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]E[/ch]              [ch]F#m7[/ch]        [ch]A[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]        [ch]F#m[/ch]   [ch]A[/ch]\r\n     You pick the century and I'll pick the spot[/tab]\r\n\r\nBut I know I should be leaving this climate\r\nI've got a verse and can't rhyme it\r\nI gotta go where it's warm\r\n\r\nBoat drinks\r\nWaitress, I need two more boat drinks\r\nThen I'm heading south 'fore my dream shrinks\r\nI gotta go where it's warm  [I gotta go where it's]\r\nI gotta go where it's warm  [I gotta go where it's]\r\nI gotta go where it's WARM!\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]       [ch]A[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]A[/ch]\r\nI gotta go where there ain't any snow[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]A[/ch]               [ch]G[/ch]            [ch]A[/ch]\r\nWhere there ain't any blow, 'cause my fin sinks so low[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]       [ch]A[/ch]             [ch]D[/ch]\r\nI gotta go where it's warm[/tab]\r\n\r\n---------------------------------------------------------------\r\n\r\n@SONG: Grapefruit-Juicy fruit\r\nGrapefruit-Juicy fruit\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1973\r\n>From \"A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean\"\r\n\r\nIntro:  [ch]B[/ch]  [ch]C[/ch]   [ch]B[/ch]  [ch]C[/ch]   [ch]F#[/ch]  [ch]G[/ch]   [ch]B[/ch]  [ch]C[/ch]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]B[/ch]    [ch]C[/ch]        [ch]B[/ch]       [ch]C[/ch]\r\nGrapefruit  a bathin' suit[/tab]\r\n[tab]              [ch]F#[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]\r\nChew a little juicy fruit[/tab]\r\n[tab]              [ch]C[/ch]\r\nWash away the night[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]B[/ch]     [ch]C[/ch]         [ch]B[/ch]      [ch]C[/ch]\r\nDrive-in    you guzzle gin[/tab]\r\n[tab]                [ch]F#[/ch]     [ch]G[/ch]\r\nCommit a little mortal sin[/tab]\r\n[tab]                  [ch]C[/ch]\r\nIt's good for the soul[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab] [ch]Dm7[/ch]           [ch]G7[/ch]   [ch]Cmaj7[/ch]       [ch]C6[/ch]\r\n     And oh it gets so    damn lonely[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]Dm7[/ch]             [ch]G7[/ch]        [ch]Cmaj7[/ch]\r\n     When you're on a plane alone[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]Dm7[/ch]                  [ch]G7[/ch]             [ch]Cmaj7[/ch]               [ch]C6[/ch]\r\n     And if I had the money honey I'd strap you in beside me[/tab]\r\n[tab]  [ch]D7[/ch]                          [ch]G7[/ch]\r\n     And never ever leave you leave you at home all alone and cryin'[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\nTen speed  no need\r\nMy pickup gets me where I please\r\nChuggin' down the street\r\n\r\nBut I'll be leavin'\r\nIn a little while\r\nSo close your eyes and I'll\r\nI'll be back real soon\r\n\r\nSpoken: \"Ah, take it Refers...  Lady's choice, everybody dance...\"\r\n\r\nRepeat chorus\r\n\r\n[tab]-------------------------------------------------------------------------|\r\nChord diagrams:  F# - |xx4322|    D7 -|xxo212|  Dm7 - |xxo211------------|\r\n                 G7 - |32ooo1|  Cmaj7-|x32ooo|  C6  - |xx2213------------|\r\n-------------------------------------------------------------------------|\r\n-------------------------------------------------------------------------|[/tab]\r\n\r\n@SONG: Pencil Thin Mustache\r\nPencil Thin Mustache\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\r\n1974\r\n>From \"Living and Dying in 3/4 Time\"\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                 [ch]F#7[/ch]       [ch]B7[/ch]\r\nNow they make new movies in old black and white[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]E7[/ch]                        [ch]A7[/ch]\r\nWith happy endings, where nobody fights[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]D[/ch]               [ch]F#7[/ch]             [ch]B7[/ch]\r\nSo if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]E7[/ch]                [ch]A7[/ch]\r\nHoney, jump right up and show your age[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab]       [ch]D[/ch]            [ch]F#7[/ch]            [ch]B7[/ch]\r\n     I wish I had a pencil thin mustache[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]E7[/ch]            [ch]A7[/ch]       [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     The \"Boston Blackie\" kind[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]D[/ch]         [ch]F#7[/ch]        [ch]B7[/ch]\r\n     A two toned Ricky Ricardo jacket[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]E7[/ch]                    [ch]A7[/ch]\r\n     And an autographed picture of Andy Devine[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]         [ch]D[/ch]                   [ch]D7[/ch]\r\n     Oh I remember bein' buck-toothed and skinny[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]G[/ch]                      [ch]Bb[/ch]\r\n     Writin' fan letters to Sky's niece Penny[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]D[/ch]            [ch]F#7[/ch]         [ch]B7[/ch]\r\n     Oh I wish I had a pencil thin mustache[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]E7[/ch]                 [ch]A7[/ch]        [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Then I could solve some mysteries too[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]        [ch]Em[/ch]         [ch]B7[/ch]          [ch]Em[/ch]         [ch]B7[/ch]\r\nOh it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin' up fast[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]            [ch]B7[/ch]         [ch]Em[/ch]\r\nDrinkin' on a fake I.D.[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]F#m[/ch]         [ch]C7[/ch]         [ch]F#m[/ch]        [ch]C7[/ch]\r\nAnd Rama of the jungle was everyone's Bawana[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]E7[/ch]                       [ch]A7[/ch]\r\nBut only jazz musicians were smokin' marijuana[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]D[/ch]            [ch]F#7[/ch]         [ch]B7[/ch]\r\nYeah, I wish I had a pencil thin mustache[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]E7[/ch]                 [ch]A7[/ch]        [ch]D[/ch]\r\nthen I could solve some mysteries too[/tab]\r\n\r\n(same as above chords with this verse)\r\nBut then it's flat top, dirty bob, coppin' a feel\r\nGrubbin' on the livin' room floor (so sore)\r\nYeah, they send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge,\r\nBut all you want to do is learn how to score\r\n\r\n[tab]          [ch]D[/ch]               [ch]F#7[/ch]        [ch]B7[/ch]\r\nYeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear[/tab]\r\n[tab]  [ch]E7[/ch]                       [ch]A7[/ch]\r\nI don't go to church and I don't cut my hair[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]D[/ch]           [ch]F#7[/ch]        [ch]B7[/ch]\r\nBut I can go to movies and see it all there[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]E7[/ch]           [ch]A7[/ch]     [ch]D[/ch]\r\nJust the way that it used to be[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n     That's why I wish I had a pencil thin mustache\r\n     The \"Boston Blackie\" kind, a two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket\r\n     And an autographed picture of Andy Devine\r\n\r\n     Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be\r\n     Maybe suave Errol Flynn or a Sheik of Araby\r\n     If I only had a pencil thin mustache\r\n     Then I could do some cruisin' too\r\n\r\n[tab]           [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Yeah, Bryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]E7[/ch]              [ch]A7[/ch]       [ch]D[/ch]\r\n     Oh, I could do some cruisin' too[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]----------------------------------------------------\r\nChord diagrams:      E7 - |o2o1oo|  A7 - |xo2o2o|\r\n                     [ch]B7[/ch] - |x212o2|  [ch]F#7[/ch]- |xx432o|\r\n     F#m - |244222|  Bb - |113331|  C7 - |x3231o------------------------|\r\n------------------------------------------------------------------------|\r\n------------------------------------------------------------------------|[/tab]\r\n\r\n@SONG: Volcano\r\nVolcano\r\nBy: Jimmy Buffett, Keith Sykes, Harry Dailey\r\n1979\r\n>From \"Volcano\"\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab]     [ch]F[/ch]\r\n     I don't know[/tab]\r\n[tab]             [ch]C7[/ch]\r\n     I don't know[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]F[/ch]                     [ch]Bb[/ch]\r\n     I don't know where I'm a gonna go[/tab]\r\n[tab]              [ch]F[/ch]   [ch]C7[/ch]   [ch]F[/ch]\r\n     When the vol-cano blow[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]                   [ch]Bb[/ch]    [ch]F[/ch]\r\nGround she's movin' under me[/tab]\r\n[tab]                [ch]Bb[/ch]     [ch]F[/ch]\r\nTidal waves out on the sea[/tab]\r\n[tab]                 [ch]Bb[/ch]     [ch]F[/ch]\r\nSulphur smoke up in the sky[/tab]\r\n[tab]               [ch]Bb[/ch]       [ch]F[/ch]\r\nPretty soon we learn to fly[/tab]\r\n\r\n(Repeat chorus)\r\n\r\nMy girl quickly say to me\r\nMon you better watch your feet\r\nLava come down soft and hot\r\nYou better lava me now or lava me not\r\n\r\n(Repeat chorus)\r\n\r\nNo time to count what I'm worth\r\n'Cause I just left the planet earth\r\nWhere I go I hope there's rum\r\nNot to worry mon soon come\r\n\r\n(Repeat chorus)\r\n[tab]      [ch]F[/ch]                     [ch]Bb[/ch]       [ch]F[/ch]\r\nBut I don't want to land in New York City[/tab]\r\n[tab]                      [ch]C7[/ch]   [ch]F[/ch]\r\nDon't want to land in Mexi-co[/tab]\r\n[tab]                         [ch]Bb[/ch]         [ch]F[/ch]\r\nDon't want to land on no Three Mile Island[/tab]\r\n[tab]                     [ch]C7[/ch]    [ch]F[/ch]\r\nDon't want to see my skin aglow[/tab]\r\n\r\nDon't want to land in Commanche Sky park\r\nOr in Nashville, Tennessee\r\nDon't want to land in no San Juan airport\r\nOr the Yukon Territory\r\n\r\nDon't want to land no San Diego\r\nDon't want to land in no Buzzards Bay\r\nDon't want to land on no Eye-Yatollah\r\nI got nothin' more to say\r\n\r\n(Repeat chorus)\r\n\r\n[tab]----------------------------------------------------------------------|\r\n----------------------------------------------------------------------|\r\n********************************************************************\r\n--------------------------------------------------------------------\r\nDisclaimer -(please read)-:[/tab]\r\n\r\nThese chord arrangments were created for private use.  Anyone who\r\ndistributes or copies them is in risk of violating copyright\r\nlaws.  We claim no responsibility for what others do with these\r\nlyrics and chord arrangements.\r\n\r\n  Thank you,\r\n  The GCC authors\r\n[end of disclaimer]\r\n---------------------------------------------------------------------\r\n -  End of the SYKBH GCC section...","plain_text":"#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#\n#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #\n#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #\n#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##\nFrom: Mike Hall \n\nGCC of the \"alt.fan.jimmy-buffett\" Internet Usenet newsgroup.  Send all\ncomments and questions to Mike A. Hall .\n\n(please see -- Disclaimer statement at end of document --)\n---------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n@ALBUM: Songs You Know By Heart\n@SONG: Cheeseburger in Paradise\nCheeseburger in Paradise\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1978\n>From \"Son of a Son of a Sailor\"\n\nIntro: ** Play \"|\" as strums or beats\n\n       Bm ||||  A |\n       Bm ||||  G |\n       Bm ||||  A | D |\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\n\n\nHeard about the old time sailor men\nThey eat the same thing again and again\nWarm beer and bread they said could raise the dead\nWell it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn\n\nBut times change, sailors these days\nWhen I'm in port I get what I need\nNot just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris\nBut that American creation on which I feed\n\nChorus:\n     Cheeseburger in Paradise\n     Medium rare with mustard be nice\n     Heaven on Earth with an onion slice\n     I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise\n\n** (Guitar Tacet throughout)\n**  I like mine with lettuce and tomato\n**  Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes\n**  Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer\n**  Well good God almighty which way do I steer for my\n\nChorus:\n     Cheeseburger in Paradise\n     Makin' the best of every virtue and vice\n     Worth every damn bit of sacrifice to get a\n     Cheeseburger in Paradise\n     I need a Cheeseburger in Paradise\n     I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise\n\nRepeat intro\nRepeat Guitar Tacet part (above)\n\n---------------------------------------------------------------\n\n@SONG: He Went To Paris\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\nHe Went To Paris\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1973\n>From \"A White Sport Coat And A Pink Crustacean\"\n\n\n\n\nHe was impressive, young and aggressive\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nScattered like splinters\n\n\nThen he went to England, played the piano\nAnd married an actress named Kim\nThey had a fine life, she was a good wife\nAnd bore him a young son named Jim\n\nAnd all of the answers and all of the questions\nLocked in his attic one day\n'Cause he liked the quiet clean country livin'\nAnd twenty more years slipped away\n\nWell the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady\nAnd left him with only one eye\nHis body was battered, his whole world was shattered\nAnd all he could do was just cry\n\nWhile the tears were a-fallin' he was recallin'\nAnswers he never found\nSo he hopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean\nAnd left England without a sound\n\nNow he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's\nAnd drinks his Green Label each day\nWriting his memoirs, losin' his hearin'\nBut he don't care what most people say\n\nThrough eighty-six years of perpetual motion\nIf he likes you he'll smile and he'll say\n\"Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic\nBut I had a good life all the way\"\n\n\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------\n\n@SONG: Fins\n@CHORDS: Brian Michalowski (bam@wam.umd.edu)\nFins\nBy: Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, Barry Chance, Tom Corcoran\n1979\n>From \"Volcano\"\n\n(needs work)\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nShe's saving up all of her money\nWants to head it south in May\nMaybe roll in the sand with a rock 'n' roll man\nSomewhere down Montserrat way\nBut the money's good in the season\nHelps to lighten up her load\nBoys keep her high as the months go by\nShe's gettin' postcards from the road\n\nChorus:\n     Can't you feel 'em closin' in honey?\n     Can't you feel 'em schoolin' around?\n     You got fins to the left, fins to the right\n     And you're the only girl in town\n\n(harmonica solo)\nRepeat Intro tab\n\nSailed off to Antigua\nIt took her three days on a boat\nLookin' for some peace and quiet\nMaybe keep her dreams afloat\nBut now she feels like a remora\n'Cause the school's still close at hand\nJust behind the reef are the big white teeth\nOf the sharks that can swim on the land\n\nRepeat first chorus\nRepeat Intro tab and fade\n\n\n\n@SONG: Margaritaville\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\nMargaritaville\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1977\n>From \"Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes\"\n\n\n\nWatchin' the sun bake\n\n\nStrummin' my six-string\n\nOn my front porch swing\n\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\n\n\nI don't know the reason\nI stayed here all season\nNothin' to show but this brand new tattoo\nBut it's a real beauty\nA Mexican cutie\nHow it got here I haven't a clue\n\nChorus:\n     Wastin' away again in Margaritaville\n     Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt\n     Some people claim that there's a woman to blame\n     Now I think\n     Hell, it could be my fault\n\nSolo (based on verse chords and chorus)\n\nI blew out my flip-flop\nStepped on a pop-top\nCut my heel had to cruise on back home\nBut there's booze in the blender\nAnd soon it will render\nThat frozen concoction that helps me hang on\n\nChorus:\n     Wastin' away again in Margaritaville\n     Searching for my lost shaker of salt\n     Some people claim that there's a woman to blame\n     But I know\n     It's my own damned fault\n\n\n\n\n------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n@SONG: Son Of A Son Of A Sailor\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\nSon of a Son of a Sailor\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1978\n>From \"Son of a Son of a Sailor\"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\n\n\n\nNow away in the near future\nSoutheast of disorder\nYou can shake the hand of the Mango man\nAs he greets you at the boarder\n\nAnd the lady she hails from Trinidad\nIsland of the spices\nSalt for your meat and cinnamon sweet\nAnd the rum is for all your good vices\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nWhere it all ends I can't fathom my friends\nIf I knew I might toss out my anchor\nSo I'll cruise along always searching for songs\nNot a lawyer a thief or a banker\n\n     But the son of a son, son of a son\n     Son of a son of a sailor\n     Son of a gun, load the last ton\n     One step ahead of the jailer\n     I'm just a son of a son, son of a son\n     Son of a son of a sailor\n\n\n\n\n------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n@SONG: Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes\nChanges in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1977\n>From \"Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes\"\n\nIntro:  G   D   A   G D\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\n\n\nReading departure signs in some big airport\nReminds me of the places I've been\nVisions of good times that brought so much pleasure\nMakes me want to go back again\nIf it suddenly ended tomorrow\nI could somehow adjust to the fall\nGood times and riches and son of a bitches\nI've seen more than I can recall\n\nChorus:\n     These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes\n     Nothing remains quite the same\n     Through all of the islands and all of the highlands\n     If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane\n\n(Repeat Intro chords)\n\nI think about Paris when I'm high on red wine\nI wish I could jump on a plane\nSo many nights I just dream of the ocean\nGod I wish I was sailin' again\nOh, yesterday's over my shoulder\nSo I can't look back for too long\nThere's just too much to see waiting in front of me\nAnd I know that I just can't go wrong\n\nChorus:\n     With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes\n     Nothing remains quite the same\n     With all of my running and all of my cunning\n     If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane\n     If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane\n\n\n\n@SONG: Come Monday\n@CHORDS: Kevin Shuholm\nCome Monday\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1974\n>From \"Living and Dying in 3/4 Time\"\n\nNote:  play in G, capo 2nd fret\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\n\n\nYes, it's been quite a summer\nRent-a-cars and west-bound trains\nAnd now you're off on vacation\nSomethin' you tried to explain\nAnd darlin', it's I love you so\nThat's the reason I just let you go\n\n(Repeat chorus)\n\nBridge:\n\n\n\n\nI hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry\nI know that it's pretty up there\nWe can go hikin' on Tuesday\nWith you I'd walk anywhere\nCalifornia has worn me quite thin\nI just can't wait to see you again\n\n(Repeat chorus)\n\n\n\n\n\n@SONG: Pirate Looks at Forty\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\nPirate Looks at 40\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1974\n>From \"A1A\"\n\n\n\n\n\n2)\nWatched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam\nAnd in your belly you hold the treasure that few have ever seen\nMost of them dreams, most of them dreams\n\n3)\nYes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late\nThe cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder\nI'm an over forty victim of fate\nArriving too late, arriving too late\n\n4)\nI've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass\nI made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast\nNever meant to last, never meant to last\n\n5)\nI have been drunk now for over two weeks,\nI passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks,\nBut I've got stop wishin', got to go fishin'\nI'm down to rock bottom again,\nJust a few friends, just a few friends...\n\n6)\nI go for younger women, lived with several awhile\nAnd though I ran away, they'll come back one day\nAnd I still can manage a smile.\nIt just takes a while, just takes a while\n\n7)\nMother, mother ocean, after all these years I've found\nMy occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around\nI feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown....\n\n---------------------------------------------------------------\n\n@SONG: Why Don't We Get Drunk\n@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)\nWhy Don't We Get Drunk\nBy: Marvin Gardens (A.K.A. Jimmy Buffett)\n1973\n>From \"A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean\"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\n\n\n\nSpoken: \"Pick it Coral Reefers, here we go...\"\n\nSolo (violin)\n\nChorus:\n     Why don't we get drunk and screw?\n     I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you\n     They say you are a snuff queen\n     Honey I don't think that's true\n     So, why don't we get drunk and screw?\n     Yeah, now baby I say, \"Lord!,\"\n     Why don't we get drunk and screw\n\n-----------------------------------------------------------------\n\n@SONG: Boat Drinks\nBoat Drinks\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1979\n>From \"Volcano\"\n\nIntro:  D  G A D  G A\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n20 degrees and the hockey game's on\nNobody cares, they're all way too far gone, screaming\nBoat drinks, something to keep 'em all warm\n\nThis morning I shot six holes in my freezer\nI think I've got cabin fever\nSomebody sound the alarm\n\nBridge:\n\n\n\n\n\nBut I know I should be leaving this climate\nI've got a verse and can't rhyme it\nI gotta go where it's warm\n\nBoat drinks\nWaitress, I need two more boat drinks\nThen I'm heading south 'fore my dream shrinks\nI gotta go where it's warm  [I gotta go where it's]\nI gotta go where it's warm  [I gotta go where it's]\nI gotta go where it's WARM!\n\n\n\n\n\n---------------------------------------------------------------\n\n@SONG: Grapefruit-Juicy fruit\nGrapefruit-Juicy fruit\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1973\n>From \"A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean\"\n\nIntro:  B  C   B  C   F#  G   B  C\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\n\n\n\nTen speed  no need\nMy pickup gets me where I please\nChuggin' down the street\n\nBut I'll be leavin'\nIn a little while\nSo close your eyes and I'll\nI'll be back real soon\n\nSpoken: \"Ah, take it Refers...  Lady's choice, everybody dance...\"\n\nRepeat chorus\n\n\n\n@SONG: Pencil Thin Mustache\nPencil Thin Mustache\nBy: Jimmy Buffett\n1974\n>From \"Living and Dying in 3/4 Time\"\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n(same as above chords with this verse)\nBut then it's flat top, dirty bob, coppin' a feel\nGrubbin' on the livin' room floor (so sore)\nYeah, they send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge,\nBut all you want to do is learn how to score\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\n     That's why I wish I had a pencil thin mustache\n     The \"Boston Blackie\" kind, a two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket\n     And an autographed picture of Andy Devine\n\n     Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be\n     Maybe suave Errol Flynn or a Sheik of Araby\n     If I only had a pencil thin mustache\n     Then I could do some cruisin' too\n\n\n\n\n\n\n@SONG: Volcano\nVolcano\nBy: Jimmy Buffett, Keith Sykes, Harry Dailey\n1979\n>From \"Volcano\"\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n(Repeat chorus)\n\nMy girl quickly say to me\nMon you better watch your feet\nLava come down soft and hot\nYou better lava me now or lava me not\n\n(Repeat chorus)\n\nNo time to count what I'm worth\n'Cause I just left the planet earth\nWhere I go I hope there's rum\nNot to worry mon soon come\n\n(Repeat chorus)\n\n\n\n\n\nDon't want to land in Commanche Sky park\nOr in Nashville, Tennessee\nDon't want to land in no San Juan airport\nOr the Yukon Territory\n\nDon't want to land no San Diego\nDon't want to land in no Buzzards Bay\nDon't want to land on no Eye-Yatollah\nI got nothin' more to say\n\n(Repeat chorus)\n\n\n\nThese chord arrangments were created for private use.  Anyone who\ndistributes or copies them is in risk of violating copyright\nlaws.  We claim no responsibility for what others do with these\nlyrics and chord arrangements.\n\n  Thank you,\n  The GCC authors\n[end of disclaimer]\n---------------------------------------------------------------------\n -  End of the SYKBH GCC section...","chords":["A","Bm","G","D","E","E7","B","Bb","C","F","Am7","Dm7","D7","F#m","Am","Amaj7","Dmaj7","A7","Fmaj7","F#m7","F#","G7","Cmaj7","C6"],"chord_diagrams":{"A":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,1,2,3,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,2,0]},"A7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,1,0,2,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,0,2,0]},"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"Am7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,0,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,0,1,0]},"Amaj7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,1,3,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,1,2,0]},"B":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,2,3,4,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,4,2]},"B7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,1,3,0,4],"frets":[-1,2,1,2,0,2]},"Bm":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,3,4,2,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,3,2]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"C7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,4,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,3,1,0]},"Cmaj7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,0,0],"frets":[-1,3,2,0,0,0]},"D":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,3,2],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,2]},"D7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,2,1,3],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,1,2]},"Dm7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,2,1,1],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,1,1]},"Dmaj7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,1,1],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,2,2]},"E":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,1,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,1,0,0]},"E7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,0,1,0,0],"frets":[0,2,0,1,0,0]},"Em":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,0,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,0,0,0]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"Fmaj7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,0,3,4,2,0],"frets":[1,-1,2,2,1,0]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]},"G7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[3,2,0,0,0,1],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,1]}}}