Jesse Rice - Hammock in havana

^GI can stay all day down ^Chere ^Gwatchin the boats and the ^Ctides ^GI wonder where that frieghter ^Cout in deep water ^Dis gonna be dockin ^Gtonight ^GI could sip on a ^Cfresh mojito ^Glike it was goin out of ^Cstyle ^GIts five o'clock somewhere ^Cbut I cant get there if ^DI dont start when that sun rises

Just some ^Chang over thoughts from a ^Ghammock in Havana ^Clike where the hell is my ^Gred bandana? ^Cand I might miss my ^Gflight back to Atlanta ^Cjust some hangover thoughts ^Dfrom a hammock in Havana

^GI love my coastal ^Cshades ^GThey make the whole world ^Cbright ^Gand that contradiction is ^Cboth fact and fiction and the ^Ddifference 'tween the day and the ^Gnight ^Gand if that ^Giguana comes any ^Ccloser (closer) ^GI just might make it my ^Cfriend (my friend) You see, we're^G really the same, we'r^Ce playin the game ^DHe's just got thicker ^Gskin!

Just some ^Chang over thoughts from a ^Ghammock in Havana ^Clike where the hell is my ^Gred bandana? ^Cand I might miss my ^Gflight back to Atlanta ^Cjust some hangover thoughts ^Dfrom a hammock in Havana

^GWhoooaa, oh a oh ^Coh oh ^GWhoooaa, oh a oh ^Doh

^CSwingin back and ^Gforth ^Cworld's spinnin ^Garound ^CIf a coconut falls from the ^Gtree to the beach, when it D N.C. hits, does it make a sound?

Just some ^Chang over thoughts from a ^Ghammock in Havana ^Clike where the hell is my ^Gred bandana? ^Cand I might miss my ^Gflight back to Atlanta ^Cjust some hangover thoughts ^Dfrom a hammock in Havana