Jimmy Buffett - Songs you know by heart

Trie^Gd to amend ^Amy carnivor^Dous habits ^GMade it nearly ^Aseventy da^Dys Losin' we^Gight without s^Apeed, eatin' sun^Dflower seeds ^EDrinkin' lo^Ats of carrot juice and soakin' up rays But at ^Gnigh^At I'd have t^Dhese wond^Gerful dreams ^GSome kind of ^Asensuous tre^Bmat Not zuc^Gchini, fettu^Dcini or bu^Glgar w^Dheat But a ^Gbig warm b^Dun and a h^Auge hunk of m^Deat

C^Gheese^Aburger in ^Dparadise ^GHeaven on ^AEarth with an o^Dnion slice ^GNot too par^Aticular, no^Dt too precise I'm just a ^GCheese^Dburger in ^Aparad^Dise

^AHe went to Paris lookin' for answers To ^Dquestions that bothered him ^Aso

^DSavin' the world on his ^E7own But the^D warm summer breezes The ^AFrench wines and cheeses ^DPut his ambition at bay ^E7 The ^Asummers and winters

And ^Dfour or five ^E7years slipped a^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 ^Ahe went to Paris lookin' for answers To ^Dquestions^E7 that bothered him ^Aso

She came ^Bbdown from ^CCincinn^Fati It took her ^Bbthree days ^Con the ^Ftrain ^BbLookin' for some ^Cpeace and ^Fquiet ^BbHoped to see the ^Csun a^Fgain

But now she ^Bblives down ^Cby the ^Focean She's takin' ^Bbcare to ^Clook for s^Fharks They ^Bbhang out ^Cin the lo^Fcal bars And they ^Bbfeed right ^Cafter ^Fdark

^Am7Can't you ^Dm7feel 'em circlin' honey? ^Am7Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around?^Dm7 Yo^Bbu got fin^Cs to t^Bbhe left, fin^Cs to the right And you're the ^Bbonly ^Cbait in ^Ftown ^Am7 Oh wh^Dm7oa, ^Am7 Oh wh^Dm7oa You got ^Bbfins to the ^Cleft, ^Bbfins to the ^Cright And you're the ^Bbonly ^Cbait in ^Ftown

^DNibblin' on sponge cake Watchin' the sun bake All of those tourists covered with ^Aoil

Smell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to ^Dboil ^D7 Chorus: ^G Wastin' ^Aaway again in Marga^Dritaville ^{D7 G} Searching for my^A lost shaker of ^Dsalt ^{D7 G} Some people ^Aclaim that there's a ^Dwo-^Aman to ^Gblame But I ^Aknow ^G it's nobody's f^Dault

Yes and,^G some people ^Aclaim that there's a ^Dwo-^Aman to ^Gblame And I ^Aknow ^G it's my own damned ^Dfault

^GAs the son of a son of a sailor I went ^Fout on the ^Csea for ad^Gventure Ex^Cpanding the view of the ^Gcaptain and crew Like a ^Dman just released from in^Gdenture

As a ^Gdreamer of dreams and a traveling man I have c^Fhalked up ^Cmany a ^Gmile Read ^Cdozens of books about ^Gheroes and crooks And I l^Dearned much from both of their s^Gtyles

^FSon of a son, ^Cson of a son Son of a son of a ^Gsailor ^FSon of a gun, ^Cload the last ton One step ahead of the ^Cjailer

H^Faul the sheet in as we ^Cride on the wind That our forefathers harnessed be^Gfore us H^Fear the bells ring as the ^Ctide ringing sings It's a son of a gun of a ^Gchorus

The ^Fsea's in my veins, my t^Cradition remains I'm just glad I don't live in a ^Gtrailer

^DI took off for a w^Geekend last month Just to ^Atry and recall the whole ^Dyear All of the faces and ^Gall of the places W^Aonderin' where they all disa^Dppeared ^BmI didn't ponder the ^F#mquestion too long I was ^Ghungry and went out for a ^Abite Ran ^Ginto a chum with a ^Dbottle of rum and we ^Awound up drinkin' all^D night

It's these ^Gchanges in latitudes, ^Dchanges in attitudes N^Aothing remains quite the ^Dsame With^G all of our running and^D all of our cunning if ^Awe couldn't laugh we would^G all go in^Dsane

If ^Awe weren't all crazy we ^Fwould ^Cgo in^Gsane ^{D A D} ------------------------------------------------------------ Chord diagrams: Bm - |xxo432| F#m - |xx4222| -------------------------------------------------------------------| -------------------------------------------------------------------| @SONG: Come Monday @CHORDS: Kevin Shuholm Come Monday By: Jimmy Buffett 1974 >From "Living and Dying in 3/4 Time"

^G Headin' up to ^CSan Francisco ^D For the Labor Day w^Geek-end show, I've got my ^Chush-puppies on I guess I N^Dever was meant for glitter ^Grock and roll ^Am And, honey, ^CI didn't know,^D that I'd ^D7be missin' you so

Come^C Monday it'll ^Gbe all right Come^C Monday I'll be ^Dholdin' you tight I spent f^Gour lonely ^Bmdays in a b^Crown L. A. ^Dhaze And I j^Cust want you ^Dback by my ^Gside

^Amaj7 I can'^Dmaj7t help it honey^Amaj7, you're that much a p^Dmaj7art of me now ^Amaj7 Remember that nigh^Dmaj7t 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 spent ^Gfour lonely ^Bmdays in a^C brown L. A. h^Daze And I ^Cjust want you ^Dback by my s^Fide... ^{C G}

^GMother, mother ocean, I have heard you call ^CWanted to sail upon your waters since I was ^Dthree ^Am7feet ^Gtall You've seen it a^Amll, ^D y^Am7ou've seen it a^Gll....

^DI really do, ^D7appreciate the^G fact you're ^Dsittin' here ^DYour voice sounds ^Gso wonderful ^E7 But your ^E7face don't look too^A7 clear So ^Gbarmaid bring a pitcher, ^D another round o' brew Honey ^Gwhy don't we get^A drunk and ^Dscrew ^D7

^GWhy don't we get^A drunk and ^Dscrew? ^E7I just bought a waterbed filled^A7 up for me and you They^G say you are a snuff queen Honey ^DI don't think that's true So, why d^Gon't we get drun^Ak and screw^D

^ABoat ^Ddrinks ^GBoys in the band^A ordered boat^D drinks ^GVisitors ^Ascored on the home^D rink ^GEverything ^Aseems to be ^Dwrong ^{G A}

^ALatel^Dy ^Gnewspapers men^Ationed cheap air^Dfare ^GI gotta ^Afly to St. Some^Dwhere ^GI'm close to ^Abodily ha^Drm

^Fmaj7 I'd like to go where the ^Cpace of life's slow Could you ^Gbeam me somewhere, Mr. ^CScott? ^Fmaj7 Any old place here on E^Carth or in space ^E You pick the ^F#m7century and ^AI'll ^Gpick the ^F#mspot ^A

^GI gotta ^Ago where there ^Gain't any ^Asnow Where there ^Gain't any ^Ablow, 'cause my ^Gfin sinks so ^Alow ^GI gotta ^Ago where it's ^Dwarm

^BGrape^Cfruit a ^Bbathin' ^Csuit Chew a little ^F#juicy ^Gfruit Wash away the ^Cnight

^BDrive-^Cin you ^Bguzzle ^Cgin Commit a little ^F#mortal ^Gsin It's good for the ^Csoul

^Dm7 And oh it ^G7gets ^Cmaj7so damn l^C6onely ^Dm7 When you're ^G7on a plane^Cmaj7 alone ^Dm7 And if I had the ^G7money honey I'd^Cmaj7 strap you in beside^C6 me ^D7 And never ever leave you ^G7leave you at home all alone and cryin'

^DNow they make new ^F#7movies in ^B7old black and white ^E7With happy endings, where ^A7nobody fights So ^Dif you find your^F#7self in that nos^B7talgic rage Honey, ^E7jump right up and ^A7show your age

I ^Dwish I had a ^F#7pencil thin mus^B7tache ^E7 The "Boston ^A7Blackie" ^Dkind A ^Dtwo toned ^F#7Ricky Ricar^B7do jacket And an ^E7autographed picture of^A7 Andy Devine

Oh I^D remember bein' buck^D7-toothed and skinny ^GWritin' fan letters to ^BbSky's niece Penny Oh I ^Dwish I had a ^F#7pencil thin ^B7mustache Then ^E7I could solve some ^A7mysteries ^Dtoo

Oh it's ^EmBandstand, ^B7Disneyland, ^Emgrowin' up ^B7fast ^EmDrinkin' on a ^B7fake I.D. ^Em And ^F#mRama of the ^C7jungle was ^F#meveryone's ^C7Bawana But ^E7only jazz musicians were ^A7smokin' marijuana Yeah, I ^Dwish I had a ^F#7pencil thin ^B7mustache then ^E7I could solve some ^A7mysteries ^Dtoo

Yeah, but ^Dnow I'm gettin' ^F#7old, don't ^B7wear underwear I ^E7don't go to church and I ^A7don't cut my hair But ^DI can go to ^F#7movies and ^B7see it all there Just the ^E7way that it u^A7sed to ^Dbe

Yeah, ^DBryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah Oh, ^E7I could do some ^A7cruisin' ^Dtoo

^FI don't know I don't ^C7know ^FI don't know where I'm^Bb a gonna go When the ^Fvol-^C7cano ^Fblow

^FGround she's movin' ^Bbunder ^Fme Tidal waves out ^Bbon the ^Fsea Sulphur smoke up ^Bbin the ^Fsky Pretty soon we ^Bblearn to ^Ffly

But I ^Fdon't want to land in ^BbNew York ^FCity Don't want to land in ^C7Mexi-^Fco Don't want to land on no ^BbThree Mile ^FIsland Don't want to see my ^C7skin a^Fglow