From: Mike Hall <mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu> GCC of the "alt.fan.jimmy-buffett" Internet Usenet newsgroup. Send all comments and questions to Mike A. Hall <mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu>. (please see -Disclaimer- statement at end of document --) --------------------------------------------------------------------------- @ALBUM: Havana Daydreamin' @SONG: Woman Goin' Crazy On Caroline Street Woman Goin' Crazy On Caroline Street By: Jimmy Buffett, Steve Goodman 1975 Chorus:

There's a ^Gwoman goin' crazy on Caroline Street ^DStoppin' every man that she does meet Sayin' ^Cif you'll be gentle if you'll be sweet I'll show you my place on Caro^Amline ^GStreet

She ^Gclaimed in a loud ^Dvoice to be a ^Cdancer But ^GI don't think she's ^Dcut a rug in ^Cyears ^GListens to the ^Djukebox for her ^Canswers S^Glowly guzzles ^Dtwenty-five cent ^Cbeers

Talks about the men she's known and then some She's seen them in her dreams and on the street She slides her dapper legs from beneath the table As if to reveal some kind of treat (Repeat chorus) Her lover left her stranded in Jamaica Just right now she can't recall his name Perceiving she's the center of attention And all the lurking eyes they look the same Weather's got the shrimpers in a frenzy They're horny and don't need a good excuse Someone yells and things just start erupting And in a flash all hell has broken loose (Repeat chorus) (guitar solo) When I woke up and looked around the barroom She was gone and I was black and blue So be careful when you go to swing your partner Someone just might take a swing at you (Repeat chorus twice and fade) ------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, And I Don't Love Jesus My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, And I Don't Love Jesus By: Jimmy Buffett 1975 Intro: Em A7 D G Em A7 D G Chorus:

My ^Ghead hurts, my feet^A7 stink, and I ^Cdon't love ^GJesus It's that kind of ^A7mornin' Really ^Cwas that kind of n^Dight ^CTryin' to tell myself that my con^Gdition ^B7is im^Emprovin' And if ^A7I don't die by Thursday I'll be ^Croarin' ^DFriday ^Gnight

Went down to the ^Dsnake pit To drink a little ^Gbeer Listen to the ^Djukebox Merle was comin' in ^Gclear ^EmAll of a sudden I wasn't alone ^A7Pickin' country music with ol' Joe Bones ^DDuval Street was rockin'

My eyes they starting poppin'

Because ^Emthere she sat at the corner of the bar As I ^A7broke another string on my ol' guitar ^DSomeone call a cab ^D7Lady won'tcha pay my tab

Chorus: And now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus It's that kinda mornin' Really was that kinda night Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' And if I don't die by Thursday I'll be roarin' Friday night Gotta get a little orange juice And a Darvon for my head I can't spend all day Baby layin' in the bed I'm goin' down to Fausto's get some chocolate milk Can't spend my life in yer sheets of silk I've got to find my way Crawl out and greet the day Chorus: But now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus It's that kinda mornin' Really was that kinda night Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' And if I don't die by Thursday I'll be roarin' Friday night

Let me tell ya, I be ^Croarin' ^DFriday ^Gnight I mean I'll be ^Croarin' ^DFriday ^Gnight

-------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: The Captain and The Kid @CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu) The Captain and The Kid By: Jimmy Buffett 1970

^D I never used to ^Gmiss the chance ^D To climb upon his ^Gknee ^D And listen to the ^Gmany tales ^E7 Of life upon the ^Asea ^F#m We'd go sailing back on ^Gbarkentines ^F#m And talk of things he ^Gdid ^F#m Tomorrow's just a ^Gday away For the ^E7captain^A and the ^Dkid

His world had gone from sailing ships To raking mom's back yard He never could adjust to land Although he tried so hard We both were growing older then And wiser with our years That's when I came to understand The course his heart still steers He died about a month ago While winter filled the air And though I cried I was so proud To love a man so rare He's somewhere on the ocean now The place he ought to be With one hand on the starboard rail He's waving back at me (Repeat first verse)

For the ^E7captain ^A and this ^Dkid ------------------------------------------------------ Chord diagrams: F#m - |244222| E7 - |o2o1oo| -----------------------------------------------------------------------| -----------------------------------------------------------------------|

@SONG: Big Rig @CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu) Big Rig By: Greg Taylor 1975

If^E I was a road dog baby And all a' my songs were true

Reckon I'd like my whiskey drinkin' A whole lot more than I do

^ABut I don't know about the good life baby Not so sure it's for me I'd^E much rather be home rollin' with you

Than watchin' Tom Snyder on TV Chorus:

^EI wish I was a ^Abig rig ^ERollin' on home to you I wish I was a ^Abig rig A ^Bbig rig baby ^ARollin' on home to^E you

Now I been to lots a' parties Spent my whole life in a bar There's a whole lotta good lookin' women out there Who think I am a star Drinkin' and a snortin' Ain't really where I am If I had my own two ways I'd be rollin' home to Alabam' I wish I was a big rig Rollin' on home to you I wish I was a big rig A big rig baby Rollin' on home to you Spoken: "Ah, go Fingers, yeah!" Now some day I'll be better My ramblin' days'll be through I won't have any more gigs to play I'll be back home there with you But meanwhile, wait a minute What's that thing I see It's a good lookin' blonde with a bottle of scotch And she wants to go home with me Chorus: She's lookin' like a big rig Rollin' on home to you I wish I was a big rig A big rig baby Rollin' on home to you Yeah I wish I was a big rig Rollin' on home to you Wish I was a big rig A big rig baby Rollin' on home to you Spoken: "Yeah I'll be home in a few days baby" "Have I been good'" "I've been GREAT!" "Whoa!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Defying Gravity @CHORDS: Sean Costello (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu) Defying Gravity By: Jimmy Buffett 1976 Intro: E B7 E

I ^Elive on a big, round ^B7ball I never do dream I may ^Efall And even one day if I ^B7do Well, I'll jump up and smile back at ^Eyou

I don't even know where we are They tell me we're circlin' a star Well I'll take their word, I don't know But I'm dizzy so it may be so (INSTRUMENTAL) I'm riding a big, round ball I never do dream I may fall And even the high must lay low But when I do fall, I will be glad to go Yes, when I do fall I will be glad to go -------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Havana Daydreamin' @CHORDS: (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)/(mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu) Havana Daydreamin' By: Jimmy Buffett 1975 *The intro and first part of the verses can be done *by moving an A fingering up to the 7th and 9th frets * See notes below... Intro: A D E D

^AStashed his ^Dtrash in ^EEcua-^Ddor ^ABought a good ^Dsuit of c^Elothes ^A

^AFlew on^D up to ^EMexi-^Dco, ^A standin' ^Dby the s^Ehore ^A ^DWaitin' for some mystery man to pay him for his time

But thinkin' 'bout all the money he'd made

Couldn't help to ease his ^Amind Havana day^Edreamin', boy he's just ^Ddreamin' his life a^Away ^D ^E ^D

Daddy chopped that sugarcane One day he fell dead Jesus had a wanderin' feelin' Swimmin' around in his head Sailin' on a midnight boat, There were no questions asked Water's so green and the air was so clean He just stuck right to his task Havana daydreamin', oh he's just schemin' His life away (INSTRUMENTAL) Ceiling fan stirs the air Cigar smoke did swirl Fragrance on the pillowcase And he thinks about the girl Spillin' wine and sharin' good times She sure could make him smile He pays her well, but what the hell He'll be movin' in a little while Havana daydreamin', oh he'll be dreamin' His life away ------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Cliches @CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu) Cliches By: Jimmy Buffett 1975

^EShe's got a ballpark figure ^AHe's got a ballpoint ^Epen They ^Atravel around for ^Eweeks at a time ^BWritin' down descriptions of the ^Aplaces they ^Bbeen ^EShe plays guitar but nothin' fancy ^AWith no intention of becomin' a ^Estar ^AOnly thing that's botherin' ^Ehim these days Is ^Bwhere he's gonna find a good ^Aten-cent ^Bcigar

Chorus:

^ACli-^Eches ^AGood ^Eways ^BTo say what you mean Mean what you ^Esay

She never did make her debut He never made it to class She's eighty-sixed from the Chart Room He's twenty nine and pushin' thirty real fast They're funny when they get to rockin' Goin' out for a night on the town Takin' Polaroid pictures that are never in focus Just to look at when they finally slow down Chorus: Full moon So soon Wishin' every month of the year could be June He's always tuned into Star Trek She's always tuned into him Hidin' his cookies when he gets the munchies Tryin' hard just to keep the boy slim Tonight they're gonna go star gazin' An' try to figure out which one they're near But try as they might I don't think they'll reach the height You know you can't get there from here Chorus: Full moon So soon Wishin' every month of the year could be June Cliches Good ways To say what you mean Mean what you say To say what you mean Mean what you say -------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Something So Feminine About A Mandolin Something So Feminine About A Mandolin By: Jimmy Buffett, Jane Slagsvol Buffett 1975

^EIt was late in the evenin', just a ^Afew of us ^Epickin' But the ^Alady she ^Eplayed so ^Aeasy and ^Bfine ^E ^B And the c^Ehords that she strummed were so t^Aastefully c^Elever They ^F#mplanted this ^Abmsong in ^F#mmy ^Emmind

Chorus:

'Cause there's somethin' so feminine ^Aabout a ^Emandolin The ^Away that they ^Efeel, the ^Away that they ^Bring ^E ^B Just to ^Esee slender fingers, ^Amovin' so quickly ^F#mMade this ^Abmboy want ^F#mto ^Esing

And when I get older and I have a daughter I'll teach her to sing and play her my songs And I'll tell her some stories I can barely remember And hope that she will sing along And maybe one day she'll take a fancy to pickin' 'Cause when that bug bites you, you live with the sting And if she could just strum a few simple measures She could make some young man sing 'Cause there's somethin' so feminine about a mandolin Way that they feel, the way that they ring And that evenin' in a pasture somewhere near Austin That mandolin made me sing Her mandolin made me sing --------------------------------------- Chord diagrams: Abm - |466444| F#m - |244222| ---------------------------------------------------------------------| ---------------------------------------------------------------------| @SONG: Kick It In Second Wind Kick It In Second Wind By: Jimmy Buffett, Jane Slagsvol

^E7One o'clock in mornin' ^APeople pilin' in thru the ^E7door ^A7Drinks are still comin' and ^EI'm barely hummin' And the au^Ddience is screamin' for ^B7more

Somebody's locked in the bathroom Manager can't find the key I pay that man but from where I stand It's lookin' like the prisoner is me Chorus:

So won'tcha ^Akick it in now ^Esecond wind We got two more hours to g^Do Is there ^Aany more hope of scorin' ^Eany more coke And we ^B7still gotta do another ^Ashow

My mind started to wander In the middle of my second song Dreamin' I was at sea just my baby and me When the words started comin' out wrong Waitresses are pickin' up glasses The bartenders scream last call When I looked to my right I saw a terrible sight As the bass man took a bad fall Chorus: So won'tcha kick it in now second wind We got two more hours to go Losin' any more hope of scorin' any more coke And we still gotta do another show (Organ instrumental) It's three o'clock in the mornin' Runnin' on adrenalin What I'm tryin' to say is that tomorrow's today And we got to do it over again Chorus: So won'tcha kick it in now second wind We got two more hours to go Losin' any more hope of scorin' any more coke And we still gotta do another show Coda:

Got to do another ^Eshow ^D I got to, ^A do another ^Eshow ^D Got to, ^A do another ^Eshow ^D Got to, ^A do another ^Eshow,...

-------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: This Hotel Room @CHORDS: Sean Costello (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu) This Hotel Room By: Jimmy Buffett 1976

This ^Chotel room's got a lot of stuff A laundry bag and a ^Gshoeshine ^Ccloth

Thirty-two hangers and a touchtone phone

With a light that comes on when ^GI ain't ^Chome ^FI ain't home, ^CI ain't home You better leave a message, 'cause ^GI ain't ^Chome

Break: F C G C They got an air conditioner for when I'm hot A radiator for when I'm not Two big chairs sittin' side-by-side With a Holy Bible and a TV Guide TV Guide, TV Guide, great God almighty, it's a TV Guide I got a second-story view from curb to curb I got a sign that reads, "Do Not Disturb" A monogrammed towel and bucket of ice A chest of drawers and mirror that lies Mirror that lies, mirror that lies That couldn't be me in the gorilla disguise They got a room service menu for food and drink A porcelain throne and an aluminium sink Two big pillows to rest my head A Magic Fingers and a king-sized bed Put in a quarter, turn out the light Magic Fingers makes you feel alright Feel alright, feel alright Magic Fingers makes you feel alright This old hotel's alright with me They pay the postage if you lose the key This hotel room's got a lot of stuff But I do believe I've had enough Call my baby said don't you pout I'm packin' my bags and I'm checkin' out Just as soon as you hang up the telephone Stick a candle in the window, I'm comin' home Comin' home, comin' home Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home Whoa, comin' home, comin' home Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home Spoken: "Thank you boys" --------------------------------------------------------------------| --------------------------------------------------------------------| ******************** -------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer -(please read)-: These chord arrangments were created for private use. Anyone who distributes or copies them is in risk of violating copyright laws. We claim no responsibility for what others do with these lyrics and chord arrangements. Thank you, The GCC authors [end of disclaimer] --------------------------------------------------------------------- - End of the HD GCC section...

Jimmy Buffett - Havana Daydreamin