Tryin' to Reason With Hurricane Season Jimmy Buffett
[D]Squalls out on the gulf stream, [G] big storms comin' soon[D]
I pa[G]ssed out in my ham[D]mock, [E7]God, I slept 'till way past [A7]noon
[G]Stood up and tried to fo[D]cus
I hoped I wouldn't have to look far[C] [G] [A]
I [G]knew I could use a Bloody Ma[D]ry
so I s[A7]tumbled next door to the [D]bar
Chorus:
[D]And now I m[Bm]ust confess, I could[F#m] use some rest
[G]I can't run at this[A7] pace very l[D]ong
Yes it's [Bm]quite insane, I think it [F#m]hurts my brain
But it c[G]leans me out and the[A7]n I can go [D]on
There's something about this Sunday, it's a most peculiar gray
Strolling down the avenue that's known as A1A
I was feeling tired, then I got inspired
And I knew that it wouldn't last long
So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach
and then I made up this song
(repeat chorus)
Well, the wind is blowin' harder now, fifty knots or there abouts
There's white caps on the ocean, and I'm watchin' for waterspouts
It's time to close the shutters, it's time to go inside
In a week I'll be in gay Paris
Well that's a mighty long airplane ride
chorus
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