Jimmy Buffett - He went to paris

^GHe went to Paris lookin' for answers to ^Cquestions that bothered him ^Gso. ^GHe was impressive, young and aggressive, ^Csavin' the world on his ^D7own. But the ^Cwarm summer breezes, the ^GFrench wine and cheeses ^Cput his ambition at ^D7bay The ^Gsummers and winters scattered like splinters And ^Cfour or five ^D7years slipped a^Gway.

^GThen he went to England, played the piano, and ^Cmarried an Actress named ^GKim. ^GThey had a fine life, she was a good wife and ^Cbore him a young son named ^D7Jim. And ^Call of the answers and ^Gall of the questions he ^Clocked in his attic one ^D7day 'Cause ^Ghe liked the quiet clean county livin' And ^Ctwenty more ^D7years slipped a^Gway.

^GWell the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady, and ^Cleft him with only one ^Geye. ^GHis body was battered, his whole world was shattered, and ^Call he could do was just ^D7cry. While the ^Ctears were a-fallin' ^Ghe was recallin' ^Canswers he never ^D7found. So he ^Ghopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean And ^Cleft England ^D7without a ^Gsound.

^GNow he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's and ^Cdrinks his Green Label each ^Gday. ^GWriting his memoirs, losin' his hearin', but he ^Cdon't care what people ^D7say. Through ^Ceighty-six years of perp^Getual motion, if he ^Clikes you he'll smile, and he'll ^D7say "Ji^Gmmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic, But I ^Chad a good ^D7life all the ^Gway."

^GHe went to Paris lookin' for answers to ^Cquestions that bo^D7thered him so.^G