Friday, January 21, 2011

Jimmy Buffet and James Taylor Songs

Jimmy Buffett Songs



Margaritaville / Cheeseburger/ A Whole/ Fruitcake V http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wneCa_yIuzg&NR=1






ASSHOLE SONG






Intro: Spoken


D


Well I was drivin' down I-95 the other night.


G


When somebody nearly cut me right off the road.


A


I decided it wasn't gonna do any good to get mad.


D


So I wrote a song about him instead.


It goes like this...






D


Were you born an asshole?


G


Or did you work at it your whole life?


A


Either way it worked out fine


G D


'Cause you're an asshole tonight.






D


Yes you're an A S S H O L E...


G


And don't you try to blame it on me.


A


You deserve all the credit.


G D


You're an asshole tonight.










D


You were an asshole yesterday.


G


You're an asshole tonight.


A


And I've got a feelin'


G D


You'll be an asshole the rest of your life.






D


And I was talkin' to your mother


G


just the other night.


A


I told her I thought you were an asshole.


G D


She said, "Yes. I think you're right."






D


And all your friends are assholes


G


'Cause you've known them your whole life.


A


And somebody told me


G D


You've got an asshole for a wife.






D


Were you born an asshole?


G


Or did you work at it your whole life?


A


Either way it worked out fine


G A7 D


'Cause you're an aaaass... hole tonight.














Jimmy Buffett


Grapefruit, Juicy Fruit


Songs You Know By Heart






Standard Tuning






Intro


B C


e:
-------------------------------




B:
--4-/-5~---5---6---5---4---5~--
2x


G:
-------------------------------




D:
--4-/-5~-----------------------




A:
--2-/-3~-3---3---------3-------




E:
-------------------------------








F# G C


e:
----------------------------------




B:
---------------------------0--1~--




G:
--3-/-4~----4h5--4~---4----0--0~--




D:
--4-/-5~----5----5~---5-----------




A:
---------------------------3--3~--




E:
--2-/-3~--3---------3-------------












Grapefruit-Juicy fruit


======================


By Jimmy Buffett






B C B C


Grapefruit a bathin' suit


F# G


chew a little juicy fruit


C


wash away the night


B C B C


Drive-in you guzzle gin


F# G


commit a little mortal sin


C


it's good for the soul






(chorus:)


Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6


And oh it gets so damn lonely


Dm7 G7 Cmaj7


when you're on a plane alone


Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6


And if I had the money honey I'd strap you in beside me


D7 G7


And never ever leave you leave you at home all along and cryin'






Ten speed no need


My pickup gets me where I please


Chuggin' down the street






But I'll be leavin'


In a little while


So close your eyes and I'll


I'll be back real soon






solo (spoken: "Ah, take it Refers... Lady's choice, everybody dance...")






repeat chorus


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Chord diagrams:


B -
224442
C -
x32o1o
F# -
xx4322
G -
32ooo3
D7 -
xxo212




Dm7-
xxo211
G7-
32ooo1
Cmaj7-
x32ooo
C6-
xx2213-----------------




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Jimmy Buffet and James Taylor Songs

Jimmy Buffett Songs


Margaritaville / Cheeseburger/ A Whole/ Fruitcake V http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wneCa_yIuzg&NR=1

AS I SAW REQUESTED: FULL LYRICS AND CHORDS. I BELIVE THIS IS CORRECT!



D

Nibblin on sponge cake, watchin the sun bake, all of those tourist covered

A

with oil. Strummin my six string, on my front porch swing, smell those

D D7

shrimp there beginnin to boil.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some peolple claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's nobody's

D

fault.

D

Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season. Nothin to show but this

A

brand new tattoo. But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here

D D7

I haven't a clue.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, now I think, hell it could

D

be my fault.

D

I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top, cut my heal had to cruise on

A

back home. But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render, that

D D7

frozen concoction that helps me hang on.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's my own

D D7 G A D A G

damn fault. Yes and, some people claim that there's a woman to blame, and

A D

I know, it's my own damn fault.

D

Nibblin on sponge cake, watchin the sun bake, all of those tourist covered

A A7

with oil. Strummin my six string, on my front porch swing, smell those

D D7

shrimp they're beginnin' to boil.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some peolple claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's nobody's

D fault.

D Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season. Nothin to show but this

A A7

brand new tattoo. But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here

D D7

I haven't a clue.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, now I think, hell it could

D

be my fault.

D

I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top, cut my heel had to cruise on

A A7

back home. But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render, that

D D7

frozen concoction that helps me hang on.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's my own

D D7 G A D A G

damn fault. Yes and, some people claim that there's a woman to blame, and

A D

I know, it's my own damn fault.





ASSHOLE SONG





D

Were you born an asshole?

G

Or did you work at it your whole life?

A

Either way it worked out fine

G D

'Cause you're an asshole tonight.



D

Yes you're an A S S H O L E...

G

And don't you try to blame it on me.

A

You deserve all the credit.

G D

You're an asshole tonight.





D

You were an asshole yesterday.

G

You're an asshole tonight.

A

And I've got a feelin'

G D

You'll be an asshole the rest of your life.



D

Were you born an asshole?

G

Or did you work at it your whole life?

A

Either way it worked out fine

G A7 D

'Cause you're an aaaass... hole tonight.



Jimmy Buffett

Grapefruit, Juicy Fruit

Songs You Know By Heart



Standard Tuning



Intro

B C

e:
-------------------------------


B:
--4-/-5~---5---6---5---4---5~--
2x

G:
-------------------------------


D:
--4-/-5~-----------------------


A:
--2-/-3~-3---3---------3-------


E:
-------------------------------




F# G C

e:
----------------------------------


B:
---------------------------0--1~--


G:
--3-/-4~----4h5--4~---4----0--0~--


D:
--4-/-5~----5----5~---5-----------


A:
---------------------------3--3~--


E:
--2-/-3~--3---------3-------------






Grapefruit-Juicy fruit

======================

By Jimmy Buffett



B C B C

Grapefruit a bathin' suit

F# G

chew a little juicy fruit

C

wash away the night

B C B C

Drive-in you guzzle gin

F# G

commit a little mortal sin

C

it's good for the soul



(chorus:)

Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6

And oh it gets so damn lonely

Dm7 G7 Cmaj7

when you're on a plane alone

Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6

repeat chorus

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Chord diagrams:

B -
224442
C -
x32o1o
F# -
xx4322
G -
32ooo3
D7 -
xxo212


Dm7-
xxo211
G7-
32ooo1
Cmaj7-
x32ooo
C6-
xx2213-----------------


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Jimmy Buffett and James Taylor Songs 3 Guitar Chords Lyrics

Jimmy Buffett Songs


Margaritaville / Cheeseburger/ A Whole/ Fruitcake V http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wneCa_yIuzg&NR=1

D

Nibblin on sponge cake, watchin the sun bake, all of those tourist covered

A

with oil. Strummin my six string, on my front porch swing, smell those

D D7

shrimp there beginnin to boil.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some peolple claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's nobody's

D

fault.

D

Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season. Nothin to show but this

A

brand new tattoo. But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here

D D7

I haven't a clue.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, now I think, hell it could

D

be my fault.

D

I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top, cut my heal had to cruise on

A

back home. But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render, that

D D7

frozen concoction that helps me hang on.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's my own

D D7 G A D A G

damn fault. Yes and, some people claim that there's a woman to blame, and

A D

I know, it's my own damn fault.

D

Nibblin on sponge cake, watchin the sun bake, all of those tourist covered

A A7

with oil. Strummin my six string, on my front porch swing, smell those

D D7

shrimp they're beginnin' to boil.

G A D D7 G A D D7

Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.

G A D A G A

Some peolple claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's nobody's

Carolina in my mind

Written & Performed by James Taylor

Transcribed by Paul (dixhill60@hotmail.com)

Intro

D G G/F Em7 G/A

Chorus

D G G/f# A

In my mind I've gone to Carolina

G A Em7 A

Can't you see the sunshine cant you just feel the moon shining?

D A/C# Bm A G D/F# E7

Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind

G/A D Bm7 Em7 G/A D

Yes I'm going to Carol ina in my mind

Verse 1

D C G A

Karen, she's a silver sun, you'd best walk away and watch it shining

Bm G A

Watch her watch the morning come

G D/F# Bm7 Em7 Asus4 A7

A silver tear appearing now I'm cry ing ain't I?

D Bm7 Em7 G/A D

I've gone to Carol ina in my mind



Verse 2

There ain't no doubt in no-ones mind that loves the finest thing around

Whisper something soft and kind

And hey baby, the sky's on fire, I'm dying, ain't I

I've gone to Carolina in my mind



Chorus



Verse 3

Dark and silent late last night I think I might have heard the highway calling

Geese in flight and dogs that bite

The signs that it might be omens say I'm going, going

I've gone to Carolina in my mind

Bridge

D G A Bm

With a holy host of others standing around me

F#m7 Em7 G

Still I'm on the dark side of the moon

A C G D C G/B Em7

And it seems like this goes on like this forever you must forgive me

G/A D Bm7 Em7 G/A D

If I'm up and gone to Carol ina in my mind



Chorus

D G G/F Em7 G/A D(Repeat sequence to fade)

I'm gone say



"Something In The Way She Moves"

James Taylor (1969/1970 Blackwood Music, Inc./Country Road Music, Inc.)



Tab copied from Happy Traum's Tab in "James Taylor"

(The Big 3 Music Corp./NY, 1971)





Capo on 3rd fret



Intro (Hint: play an A7 and slide up to the 4th fret)



A7



T T I T T

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Suggested strum



A D A

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etc.

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-------2----/S\----3--+--2-------
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\---/ \---/ \---/



A D/E A

There's something in the way she moves,



Em D G A

Or looks my way, or calls my name,



Em G C D (*)

That seems to leave this troubled world behind.



A D/E A

And if I'm feeling down and blue,



Em D G A

Or troubled by some foolish game,



Em G C A

She always seems to make me change my mind.



Chorus:

A Em D A

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now,



F#m

She's around me now



Bm7 Bm7/E

Just about all the time



A Em D A

And if I'm well you can tell she's been with me now,



F#m Bm7 Bm7/E

She's been with me now quite a long, long time



A G D A

And I feel fine.___________



D C(add 9) G6/B C9 D

Every now and then the things I lean on lose their meaning



G6/B C9 D

And I find myself careening



C9 G6/B Em7 A7

Into places where I should not let me go.



D C9 G6/B C9 D

-- She has the power to go where no one else can find me



G6/B C9 D

And to silently remind me



G6/B D A Bm7 Bm7/E

Of the happiness and the good times that I know, got to know.

Tin Cup Chalice

===============

[Words and Music by Jimmy Buffett]

((c) 1976, Let It Be There Music, Inc.)



Intro: G C G G C G



G C G

I want to go back to the island,

C D G

where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'.

Em

Give me oysters and beer

A7 D

for dinner every day of the year and I'll feel fine.

D7

I'll feel fine.



Chorus:

C D G

'Cause I want to be there,

C D Em

I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there.

C G B7 Em

With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine,

A7 D G C G

and I'm a' chewin', on a honey-suckle vine.



2.

Yeah, now, the sun goes slidin' 'cross the water;

Sailboats, they go searchin' for the breeze.

Salt air it ain't thin, I can stick right to you skin,

and make you feel fine. It makes you feel fine.

(repeat chorus)



3.

Yes, and now you heard my strange proposal;

Get that pack gear up and let's move.

I want to be there 'fore the day, tries to steal away

and leave us behind. I've made up my mind.

(repeat chorus and fade)

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Chords diagrams:

Em -
o22ooo
D7 -
xxo212
A7 -
xo2o2o
B7 -
x212o2




/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

// Mike A. Hall // "If I don't die by Thursday, //

// mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu // I'll be roarin' Friday night." //

// // --J.Buffett //

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Jimmy Buffet and James Taylor Songs

Jamaica Farewell Song



Verse:


E A


Down the way where the nights are gay


B A E


And the sun shines daily on the mountain top


E A


I took a trip on a sailing ship


B A E


And when I reach Jamaica I made a stop










Chorus:


A


But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way


B A E


Won't be back for many a day


E A


My heart is down, my head is turning around


B A E


I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town






lyrics:


Down the way where the nights are gay


And the sun shines daily on the mountain top


I took a trip on a sailing ship


And when I reach Jamaica I made a stop






But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way


Won't be back for many a day


My heart is down, my head is turning around


I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town






Sounds of laughter everywhere


And the dancing girls swaying to and fro


I must declare, my heart is there


Tho' I've been from Maine to Mexico






But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way


Won't be back for many a day


My heart is down, my head is turning around


I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town






Down at the market you can hear


Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear


Ackey rice, salt fish are nice


And the rum is fine any time of year






But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way


Won't be back for many a day


My heart is down, my head is turning around


I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town






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Songs You Know By Heart album chords by Jimmy Buffett, added : August 28th, 2003










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BANDS














@ALBUM: Songs You Know By Heart


@SONG: Cheeseburger in Paradise


Cheeseburger in Paradise


By: Jimmy Buffett


1978


>From "Son of a Son of a Sailor"


Bm






A




Bm






G




Bm






A
D








G A D


Tried to amend my carnivorous habits


G A D


Made it nearly seventy days


G A D


Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds


E A


Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays


G A D G


But at night I'd have these wonderful dreams


G A Bm


Some kind of sensuous treat


G D G D


Not zucchini, fettucini or bulgar wheat


G D A D


But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat






Chorus:


G A D


Cheeseburger in paradise


G A D


Heaven on Earth with an onion slice


G A D


Not too particular, not too precise


G D A D


I'm just a Cheeseburger in paradise






Heard about the old time sailor men


They eat the same thing again and again


Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead


Well it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn






But times change, sailors these days


When I'm in port I get what I need


Not just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris


But that American creation on which I feed






Chorus:


Cheeseburger in Paradise


Medium rare with mustard be nice


Heaven on Earth with an onion slice


I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise






** (Guitar Tacet throughout)


** 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 my






Chorus:


Cheeseburger in Paradise


Makin' the best of every virtue and vice


Worth every damn bit of sacrifice to get a


He went to Paris lookin' for answers


D A


To questions that bothered him so






He was impressive, young and aggressive


D E7


Savin' the world on his own






D


But the warm summer breezes


A


The French wines and cheeses


D E7


Put his ambition at bay


A


The summers and winters






Scattered like splinters


D E7 A


And four or five years slipped away






Then he went to England, played the piano


And married an actress named Kim


They had a fine life, she was a good wife


And bore him a young son named Jim






And all of the answers and all of the questions


Locked in his attic one day


'Cause he liked the quiet clean country livin'


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 whole world was shattered


And all he could do was just cry






While the tears were a-fallin' he was recallin'


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


Writing his memoirs, losin' his hearin'


But he don't care what most people say






Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion


If he likes you he'll smile and he'll say


"Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic


But I had a good life all the way"






A


And he went to Paris lookin' for answers


D E7 A


To questions that bothered him so






--------------------------------------------------------------






@SONG: Fins


@CHORDS: Brian Michalowski (bam@wam.umd.edu)


Fins


By: Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, Barry Chance, Tom Corcoran


1979


>From "Volcano"






(needs work)






Intro tab: (repeat three times???) last part of tab missing


E-----
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B-----
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G-----
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D-----
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A--0--
-----1-2-3-----3-
-----2-1-0-----0-
-----1-2-3-------




E-----
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& 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 & 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 & 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 &






Bb C F


She came down from Cincinnati


Bb C F


It took her three days on the train


Bb C F


Lookin' for some peace and quiet


Bb C F


Hoped to see the sun again






Bb C F


But now she lives down by the ocean


Bb C F


She's takin' care to look for sharks


Bb C F


They hang out in the local bars


Bb C F


And they feed right after dark






Am7 Dm7


Can't you feel 'em circlin' honey?


Am7 Dm7


Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around?


Bb C Bb C


You got fins to the left, fins to the right


Bb C F


And you're the only bait in town


Am7 Dm7 Am7 Dm7


Oh whoa, Oh whoa


Bb C Bb C


You got fins to the left, fins to the right


Bb C F


And you're the only bait in town






She's saving up all of her money


Wants to head it 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 up her load


Boys keep her high as the months go by


She's gettin' postcards from the road






Chorus:


Can't you feel 'em closin' in honey?


Can't you feel 'em schoolin' around?


You got fins to the left, fins to the right


And you're the only girl in town






(harmonica solo)


Repeat Intro tab






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






Repeat first chorus


Repeat Intro tab and fade






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Chord diagrams: Bb -
x13331
Am7 -
xo2o1o
Dm7 -
xxo211----------




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@SONG: Margaritaville


@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)


Margaritaville


By: Jimmy Buffett


1977


>From "Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes"






D


Nibblin' on sponge cake






Watchin' the sun bake


A


All of those tourists covered with oil






Strummin' my six-string






On my front porch swing


D D7


Smell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to boil






Chorus:


G A D D7


Wastin' away again in Margaritaville


G A D D7


Searching for my lost shaker of salt


G A D A G


Some people claim that there's a wo-man to blame


A G D


But I know it's nobody's fault






I don't know the reason


I stayed here all season


Nothin' 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






Chorus:


Wastin' 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






Solo (based on verse chords and chorus)






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






Chorus:


Wastin' away again in Margaritaville


Searching for my lost shaker of salt


Some people claim that there's a woman to blame


But I know


It's my own damned fault






G A D A G


Yes and, some people claim that there's a wo-man to blame


A G D


And I know it's my own damned fault






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@SONG: Son Of A Son Of A Sailor


@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)


Son of a Son of a Sailor


By: Jimmy Buffett


1978


>From "Son of a Son of a Sailor"






G


As the son of a son of a sailor


F C G


I went out on the sea for adventure


C G


Expanding the view of the captain and crew


D G


Like a man just released from indenture






G


As a dreamer of dreams and a traveling man


F C G


I have chalked up many a mile


C G


Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks


D G


And I learned much from both of their styles






Chorus:


F C


Son of a son, son of a son


G


Son of a son of a sailor


F C


Son of a gun, load the last ton


C


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 boarder






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






F C


Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind


G


That our forefathers harnessed before us


F C


Hear the bells ring as the tide ringing sings


G


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 searching for songs


Not a lawyer a thief or a banker






But the 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






F C


The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains


G


I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer






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@SONG: Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes


Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes


By: Jimmy Buffett


1977


>From "Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes"






Intro: G D A G D






D G


I took off for a weekend last month


A D


Just to try and recall the whole year


G


All of the faces and all of the places


A D


Wonderin' where they all disappeared


Bm F#m


I didn't ponder the question too long


G A


I was hungry and went out for a bite


G D


Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum


A D


and we wound up drinkin' all night






Chorus:


G D


It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes


A D


Nothing remains quite the same


G D


With all of our running and all of our cunning


A G D


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






Chorus:


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






(Repeat Intro chords)






I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine


I wish I could jump on a plane


So many nights I just dream of the ocean


God I wish I was sailin' again


Oh, yesterday's 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






Chorus:


With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes


Nothing remains quite the same


With all of my running and all of my cunning


If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane


If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane


A F C G D A D


If we weren't all crazy we would go insane






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Chord diagrams: Bm -
xxo432
F#m -
xx4222




I can't help it honey, you're that much a part of me now


Amaj7 Dmaj7


Remember that night in Montana


C 5/2 5/0 C 5/2 5/0 D F C G


when we said there'd be no room for doubt






I hope you're 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






(Repeat chorus)


G Bm C D


I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze


C D F C G


And I just want you back by my side...






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Chord diagrams: Amaj7=
x02120
Dmaj7=
xx0222








@SONG: Pirate Looks at Forty


@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)


Pirate Looks at 40By: Jimmy Buffett






G


Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call


C D Am7 G


Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall


Am D Am7 G


You've seen it all, you've seen it all....






2)


Watched 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






3)


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






4)


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






5)


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 stop wishin', got to go fishin'


I'm down to rock bottom again,


Just a few friends, just a few friends...






6)


I go for younger women, lived with several awhile


And though I ran away, they'll come back one day


And I still can manage a smile.


It just takes a while, just takes a while






7)


Mother, mother ocean, after all these years I've found


My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around


I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown....






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@SONG: Why Don't We Get Drunk


@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)


Why Don't We Get Drunk


By: Marvin Gardens (A.K.A. Jimmy Buffett)


1973


>From "A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean"






D D7 G D


I really do, appreciate the fact you're sittin' here


D G E7


Your voice sounds so wonderful


E7 A7


But your face don't look too clear


G D


So barmaid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew


G A D D7


Honey why don't we get drunk and screw






Chorus:


G A D


Why don't we get drunk and screw?


E7 A7


I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you


G


They say you are a snuff queen


D


Honey I don't think that's true


G A D


So, why don't we get drunk and screw






Spoken: "Pick it Coral Reefers, here we go..."






Solo (violin)


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?


Yeah, now baby I say, "Lord!,"


Why don't we get drunk and screw


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@SONG: Boat Drinks


Boat DrinksBy: Jimmy Buffett1979


>From "Volcano"






Intro: D G A D G A






A D


Boat drinks


G A D


Boys in the band ordered boat drinks


G A D


Visitors scored on the home rink


G A D G A


Everything seems to be wrong






A D G A D


Lately newspapers mentioned cheap airfare


G A D


I gotta fly to St. Somewhere


G A D


I'm close to bodily harm






20 degrees and the hockey game's on


Nobody cares, they're all way too far gone, screaming


Boat drinks, something to keep 'em all warm






This morning I shot six holes in my freezer


I think I've got cabin fever


Somebody sound the alarm


Bridge:


Fmaj7 C


I'd like to go where the pace of life's slow


G C


Could you beam me somewhere, Mr. Scott?


Fmaj7 C


Any old place here on Earth or in space


E F#m7 A G F#m A


You pick the century and I'll pick the spot






But I know I should be leaving this climate


I've got a verse and can't rhyme it


I gotta go where it's warm






Boat drinks


Waitress, I need two more boat drinks


Then I'm heading south 'fore my dream shrinks


I gotta go where it's warm [I gotta go where it's]


I gotta go where it's warm [I gotta go where it's]


I gotta go where it's WARM!






G A G A


I gotta go where there ain't any snow


G A G A


Where there ain't any blow, 'cause my fin sinks so low


G A D


I gotta go where it's warm


@SONG: Grapefruit-Juicy fruit


Grapefruit-Juicy fruit


By: Jimmy Buffett


1973


>From "A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean"


Intro: B C B C F# G B C






B C B C


Grapefruit a bathin' suit


F# G


Chew a little juicy fruit


C


Wash away the night






B C B C


Drive-in you guzzle gin


F# G


Commit a little mortal sin


C


It's good for the soul






Chorus:


Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6


And oh it gets so damn lonely


Dm7 G7 Cmaj7


When you're on a plane alone


Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6


And if I had the money honey I'd strap you in beside me


D7 G7


And never ever leave you leave you at home all alone and cryi


Ten speed no need


My pickup gets me where I please


Chuggin' down the street






But I'll be leavin'


In a little while


So close your eyes and I'll


I'll be back real soon






Spoken: "Ah, take it Refers... Lady's choice, everybody dance..."






Repeat chorus






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Chord diagrams: F# -
xx4322
D7 -
xxo212
Dm7 -
xxo211------------




G7 -
32ooo1
Cmaj7-
x32ooo
C6 -
xx2213------------




@SONG: Pencil Thin Mustache


Pencil Thin Mustache


By: Jimmy Buffett


1974


>From "Living and Dying in 3/4 Time"






D F#7 B7


Now they make new movies in old black and white


E7 A7


With happy endings, where nobody fights


D F#7 B7


So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage


E7 A7


Honey, jump right up and show your age


Chorus:


D F#7 B7


I wish I had a pencil thin mustache


E7 A7 D


The "Boston Blackie" kind


D F#7 B7


A two toned Ricky Ricardo jacket


E7 A7


And an autographed picture of Andy Devine






D D7


Oh I remember bein' buck-toothed and skinny


G Bb


Writin' fan letters to Sky's niece Penny


D F#7 B7


Oh I wish I had a pencil thin mustache


E7 A7 D


Then I could solve some mysteries too






Em B7 Em B7


Oh it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin' up fast


Em B7 Em


Drinkin' on a fake I.D.


F#m C7 F#m C7


And Rama of the jungle was everyone's Bawana


E7 A7


But only jazz musicians were smokin' marijuana


D F#7 B7


Yeah, I wish I had a pencil thin mustache


E7 A7 D


then I could solve some mysteries too


(same as above chords with this verse)


But then it's flat top, dirty bob, coppin' a feel


Grubbin' on the livin' room floor (so sore)


Yeah, they send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge,


But all you want to do is learn how to score


D F#7 B7


Yeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear


E7 A7


I don't go to church and I don't cut my hair


D F#7 B7


But I can go to movies and see it all there


E7 A7 D


Just the way that it used to be






Chorus:


That's why I wish I had a pencil thin mustache


The "Boston Blackie" kind, a two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket


And an autographed picture of Andy Devine






Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be


Maybe suave Errol Flynn or a Sheik of Araby


If I only had a pencil thin mustache


Then I could do some cruisin' too


D


Yeah, Bryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah


E7 A7 D


Oh, I could do some cruisin' too


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Chord diagrams: E7 -
o2o1oo
A7 -
xo2o2o




B7 -
x212o2
F#7-
xx432o




F#m -
244222
Bb -
113331
C7 -
x3231o------------------------




@SONG: Volcano


Volcano


By: Jimmy Buffett, Keith Sykes, Harry Dailey


1979


>From "Volcano"






Chorus:


F


I don't know


C7


I don't know


F Bb


I don't know where I'm a gonna go


F C7 F


When the vol-cano blow






F Bb F


Ground she's movin' under me


Bb F


Tidal waves out on the sea


Bb F


Sulphur smoke up in the sky


Bb F


Pretty soon we learn to fly






(Repeat chorus)






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






(Repeat chorus)


No time to count what I'm worth


'Cause I just left the planet earth


Where I go I hope there's rum


Not to worry mon soon come






(Repeat chorus)


F Bb F


But I don't want to land in New York City


C7 F


Don't want to land in Mexi-co


Bb F


Don't want to land on no Three Mile Island


C7 F


Don't want to see my skin aglow






Don't want to land in Commanche Sky park


Or in Nashville, Tennessee


Don't want to land in no San Juan airport


Or the Yukon Territory






Don't want to land no San Diego


Don't want to land in no Buzzards Bay


Don't want to land on no Eye-Yatollah


I got nothin' more to say