Songs you know by heart album  Jimmy Buffett

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#@ALBUM: Songs You Know By Heart#Cheeseburger in Paradise#1978###       Bm ||||  G |#


Tried to a[G]mend my car[A]nivorous ha[D]bits


[G]Made it nearly [A]seventy da[D]ys


Losin' we[G]ight without s[A]peed, eatin' sun[D]flower seeds


[E]Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and [A]soakin' up rays


But at [G]night I'd [A]have these w[D]onderful [G]dreams


[G]Some kind of [A]sensuous tre[Bm]at


Not zuc[G]chini, fettu[D]cini or bu[G]lgar w[D]heat


But a [G]big warm b[D]un and a h[A]uge hunk of m[D]eat


Chorus:


     C[G]heese[A]burger in [D]paradise


     [G]Heaven on [A]Earth with an o[D]nion slice


     [G]Not too par[A]ticular, no[D]t too precise


     I'm just a [G]Cheese[D]burger in [A]parad[D]ise


Heard about the old time sailor men


They eat the same thing again and again


Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead


Well it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn


But times change, sailors these days


When I'm in port I get what I need


Not just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris


But that American creation on which I feed


Chorus:


     Cheeseburger in Paradise


     Medium rare with mustard be nice


     Heaven on Earth with an onion slice


     I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise


** (Guitar Tacet throughout)


**  I like mine with lettuce and tomato


**  Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes


**  Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer


**  Well good God almighty which way do I steer for my


Chorus:


     Cheeseburger in Paradise


     Makin' the best of every virtue and vice


     Worth every damn bit of sacrifice to get a


     Cheeseburger in Paradise


     I need a Cheeseburger in Paradise


     I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise


Repeat intro


Repeat Guitar Tacet part (above)


                                                                                     

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@SONG: He Went To Paris


@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)


He Went To Paris


By: Jimmy Buffett


[1973]>From "A White Sport Coat And A Pink Crustacean"


[A]He went to Paris lookin' for answers


To [D]questions that bothered him [A]so


He was impressive, young and aggressive


[D]Savin' the world on his [E7]own


But the[D] warm summer breezes


The [A]French wines and cheeses


[D]Put his ambition at bay


The [A]summers and winters


Scattered like splinters


And [D]four or five [E7]years slipped a[A]way


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 all of the answers and all of the questions


Locked in his attic one day


'Cause he liked the quiet clean country livin'


And twenty more years slipped away


Well the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady


And left him with only one eye


His body was battered, his whole world was shattered


And all he could do was just cry


While the tears were a-fallin' he was recallin'


Answers he never found


So he hopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean


And left England without a sound


Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's


And drinks his Green Label each day


Writing his memoirs, losin' his hearin'


But he don't care what most people say


Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion


If he likes you he'll smile and he'll say


"Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic


But I had a good life all the way"


And [A]he went to Paris lookin' for answers


To [D]questions[E7]   that bothered him [A]so


                                                                                    

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@SONG: Fins


@CHORDS: Brian Michalowski (bam@wam.umd.edu)


[Fins]By: Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, Barry Chance, Tom Corcoran


[1979]>From "Volcano"


(needs work)


Intro tab: (repeat three times???)  last part of tab missing


                                                                                    

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   &    1 & 2 & 3 & 4 &   1 & 2 & 3 & 4 &   1 & 2 & 3 & 4 &


She came [Bb]down from [C]Cincinna[F]ti


It took her [Bb]three days [C]on the [F]train


[Bb]Lookin' for some [C]peace and [F]quiet


[Bb]Hoped to see the [C]sun a[F]gain


But now she [Bb]lives down [C]by the [F]ocean


She's takin' [Bb]care to [C]look for s[F]harks


They [Bb]hang out [C]in the lo[F]cal bars


And they [Bb]feed right [C]after [F]dark


[Am7]Can't you feel 'em [Dm7]circlin' honey?


[Am7]Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around?[Dm7]


You got [Bb]fins to the [C]left, [Bb]fins to the [C]right


And you're the [Bb]only [C]bait in [F]town


[Am7]      Oh  wh[Dm7]oa,   [Am7]     Oh  wh[Dm7]oa


You got [Bb]fins to the [C]left, [Bb]fins to the [C]right


And you're the [Bb]only [C]bait in [F]town


She's saving up all of her money


Wants to head it south in May


Maybe roll in the sand with a rock 'n' roll man


Somewhere down Montserrat way


But the money's good in the season


Helps to lighten up her load


Boys keep her high as the months go by


She's gettin' postcards from the road


Chorus:


     Can't you feel 'em closin' in honey?


     Can't you feel 'em schoolin' around?


     You got fins to the left, fins to the right


     And you're the only girl in town


(harmonica solo)


Repeat Intro tab


Sailed off to Antigua


It took her three days on a boat


Lookin' for some peace and quiet


Maybe keep her dreams afloat


But now she feels like a remora


'Cause the school's still close at hand


Just behind the reef are the big white teeth


Of the sharks that can swim on the land


Repeat first chorus


Repeat Intro tab and fade


                                                                                    

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Chord diagrams:  Bb - |x13331|  Am7 - |xo2o1o|  Dm7 - |xxo211|
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@SONG: Margaritaville


@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)


Margaritaville


By: Jimmy Buffett


[1977]>From "Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes"


[D]Nibblin' on sponge cake


Watchin' the sun bake


All of those tourists covered with [A]oil


Strummin' my six-string


On my front porch swing


Smell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to [D]boil


Chorus:


   [G]  Wastin' [A]away again in Marga[D]ritaville


   [G]  Searching for my[A] lost shaker of [D]salt


   [G]  Some people [A]claim that there's a [D]wo-[A]man to [G]blame


     But I [A]know  [G]  it's nobody's f[D]ault


I don't know the reason


I stayed here all season


Nothin' to show but this brand new tattoo


But it's a real beauty


A Mexican cutie


How it got here I haven't a clue


Chorus:


     Wastin' away again in Margaritaville


     Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt


     Some people claim that there's a woman to blame


     Now I think


     Hell, it could be my fault


Solo (based on verse chords and chorus)


I blew out my flip-flop


Stepped on a pop-top


Cut my heel had to cruise on back home


But there's booze in the blender


And soon it will render


That frozen concoction that helps me hang on


Chorus:


     Wastin' away again in Margaritaville


     Searching for my lost shaker of salt


     Some people claim that there's a woman to blame


     But I know


     It's my own damned fault


Yes and,[G]  some people [A]claim that there's a [D]wo-[A]man to [G]blame


And I [A]know  [G]  it's my own damned [D]fault


                                                                                    

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@SONG: Son Of A Son Of A Sailor


@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)


Son of a Son of a Sailor


By: Jimmy Buffett


1978


>From "Son of a Son of a Sailor"


[G]As the son of a son of a sailor


I went [F]out on the [C]sea for ad[G]venture


Ex[C]panding the view of the [G]captain and crew


Like a [D]man just released from in[G]denture


As a [G]dreamer of dreams and a traveling man


I have c[F]halked up [C]many a [G]mile


Read [C]dozens of books about [G]heroes and crooks


And I l[D]earned much from both of their s[G]tyles


Chorus:


     [F]Son of a son, [C]son of a son


     Son of a son of a [G]sailor


     [F]Son of a gun, [C]load the last ton


     One step ahead of the [C]jailer


Now away in the near future


Southeast of disorder


You can shake the hand of the Mango man


As he greets you at the boarder


And the lady she hails from Trinidad


Island of the spices


Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet


And the rum is for all your good vices


     H[F]aul the sheet in as we [C]ride on the wind


     That our forefathers harnessed be[G]fore us


     H[F]ear the bells ring as the [C]tide ringing sings


     It's a son of a gun of a [G]chorus


Where it all ends I can't fathom my friends


If I knew I might toss out my anchor


So I'll cruise along always searching for songs


Not a lawyer a thief or a banker


     But the son of a son, son of a son


     Son of a son of a sailor


     Son of a gun, load the last ton


     One step ahead of the jailer


     I'm just a son of a son, son of a son


     Son of a son of a sailor


     The [F]sea's in my veins, my t[C]radition remains


     I'm just glad I don't live in a [G]trailer


                                                                                    

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@SONG: Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes


Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes


By: Jimmy Buffett


[1977]>From "Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes"


Intro:  G   D   A   G D


[D]I took off for a w[G]eekend last month


Just to [A]try and recall the whole [D]year


All of the faces and [G]all of the places


W[A]onderin' where they all disa[D]ppeared


[Bm]I didn't ponder the [F#m]question too long


I was [G]hungry and went out for a [A]bite


Ran [G]into a chum with a [D]bottle of rum


and we [A]wound up drinkin' all[D] night


Chorus:


     It's these [G]changes in latitudes, [D]changes in attitudes


     N[A]othing remains quite the [D]same


     With[G] all of our running and[D] all of our cunning


     if [A]we couldn't laugh we would[G] all go in[D]sane


Reading departure signs in some big airport


Reminds me of the places I've been


Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure


Makes me want to go back again


If it suddenly ended tomorrow


I could somehow adjust to the fall


Good times and riches and son of a bitches


I've seen more than I can recall


Chorus:


     These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes


     Nothing remains quite the same


     Through all of the islands and all of the highlands


     If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane


(Repeat Intro chords)


I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine


I wish I could jump on a plane


So many nights I just dream of the ocean


God I wish I was sailin' again


Oh, yesterday's over my shoulder


So I can't look back for too long


There's just too much to see waiting in front of me


And I know that I just can't go wrong


Chorus:


     With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes


     Nothing remains quite the same


     With all of my running and all of my cunning


     If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane


     If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane


     If [A]we weren't all crazy we [F]would [C]go in[G]sane


                                                                                    

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Chord diagrams:     Bm - |xxo432|   F#m - |xx4222|


                                                                                    

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@SONG: Come Monday


@CHORDS: Kevin Shuholm


Come Monday


By: Jimmy Buffett


[1974]>From "Living and Dying in 3/4 Time"


Note:  play in G, capo 2nd fret


    [G]  Headin' up to [C]San Francisco


    [D]  For the Labor Day w[G]eek-end show,


      I've got my [C]hush-puppies on I guess I


      N[D]ever was meant for glitter [G]rock and roll


     [Am] And, honey, [C]I didn't know,[D]  that I'd [D7]be missin' you so


Chorus:


     Come[C] Monday  it'll [G]be all right


     Come[C] Monday  I'll be [D]holdin' you tight


     I spent f[G]our lonely [Bm]days in a b[C]rown L. A. [D]haze


     And I j[C]ust want you [D]back by my [G]side


Yes, it's been quite a summer


                                                                                    

Rent-a-cars and west-bound trains




And now you're off on vacation


Somethin' you tried to explain


And darlin', it's I love you so


That's the reason I just let you go


(Repeat chorus)


Bridge:


   [Amaj7]   I can'[Dmaj7]t help it honey[Amaj7],  you're that much a p[Dmaj7]art of me now


   [Amaj7]   Remember that nigh[Dmaj7]t 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 hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry


I know that it's pretty up there


We can go hikin' on Tuesday


With you I'd walk anywhere


California has worn me quite thin


I just can't wait to see you again


(Repeat chorus)


      I spent [G]four lonely [Bm]days in a[C] brown L. A. h[D]aze


      And I [C]just want you [D]back by my s[F]ide...


                                                                                    

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Chord diagrams:   Amaj7=|x02120|     Dmaj7=|xx0222|


                                                                                    

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@SONG: Pirate Looks at Forty


@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)


Pirate Looks at 40


By: Jimmy Buffett


[1974]>From "A1A"


[G]Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call


[C]Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was [D]three [Am7]feet [G]tall


You've seen it a[Am]ll,  [D]  y[Am7]ou've seen it a[G]ll....


[2]Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam


And in your belly you hold the treasure that few have ever seen


Most of them dreams, most of them dreams


[3]Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late


The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder


I'm an over forty victim of fate


Arriving too late, arriving too late


[4]I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass


I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast


Never meant to last, never meant to last


[5]I have been drunk now for over two weeks,


I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks,


But I've got stop wishin', got to go fishin'


I'm down to rock bottom again,


Just a few friends, just a few friends...


[6]I go for younger women, lived with several awhile


And though I ran away, they'll come back one day


And I still can manage a smile.


It just takes a while, just takes a while


[7]Mother, mother ocean, after all these years I've found


My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around


I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown....


                                                                                    

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@SONG: Why Don't We Get Drunk


@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)


Why Don't We Get Drunk


By: Marvin Gardens (A.K.A. Jimmy Buffett)


[1973]>From "A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean"


[D]I really do,  [D7]appreciate  the[G] fact you're   [D]sittin' here


[D]Your voice sounds  [G]so wonderful


But your [E7]face don't look too[A7] clear


So [G]barmaid bring a pitcher, [D]  another round o' brew


Honey [G]why don't we get[A] drunk and [D]screw


Chorus:


     [G]Why don't we get[A] drunk and [D]screw?


     [E7]I just bought a waterbed filled[A7] up for me and you


     They[G] say you are a snuff queen


     Honey [D]I don't think that's true


     So,  why d[G]on't we get drun[A]k and screw[D]


Spoken: "Pick it Coral Reefers, here we go..."


Solo (violin)


Chorus:


     Why don't we get drunk and screw?


     I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you


     They say you are a snuff queen


     Honey I don't think that's true


     So, why don't we get drunk and screw?


     Yeah, now baby I say, "Lord!,"


     Why don't we get drunk and screw


                                                                                    

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@SONG: Boat Drinks


Boat Drinks


By: Jimmy Buffett


>[979]From "Volcano"


Intro:  D  G A D  G A


[A]Boat [D]drinks


[G]Boys in the band[A] ordered boat[D] drinks


[G]Visitors [A]scored on the home[D] rink


[G]Everything [A]seems to be [D]wrong


[A]Latel[D]y  [G]newspapers men[A]tioned cheap air[D]fare


[G]I gotta [A]fly to St. Some[D]where


[G]I'm close to [A]bodily ha[D]rm


20 degrees and the hockey game's on


Nobody cares, they're all way too far gone, screaming


Boat drinks, something to keep 'em all warm


This morning I shot six holes in my freezer


I think I've got cabin fever


Somebody sound the alarm


Bridge:


  [Fmaj7]   I'd like to go where the [C]pace of life's slow


     Could you [G]beam me somewhere, Mr. [C]Scott?


  [Fmaj7]   Any old place here on E[C]arth or in space


   [E]  You pick the [F#m7]century and [A]I'll [G]pick the [F#m]spot


But I know I should be leaving this climate


I've got a verse and can't rhyme it


I gotta go where it's warm


Boat drinks


Waitress, I need two more boat drinks


Then I'm heading south 'fore my dream shrinks


I gotta go where it's warm  (I gotta go where it's)


I gotta go where it's warm  (I gotta go where it's)


I gotta go where it's WARM!


[G]I gotta [A]go where there [G]ain't any [A]snow


Where there [G]ain't any [A]blow, 'cause my [G]fin sinks so [A]low


[G]I gotta [A]go where it's [D]warm


                                                                                    

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@SONG: Grapefruit-Juicy fruit


Grapefruit-Juicy fruit


By: Jimmy Buffett


[1973]>From "A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean"


Intro:  B  C   B  C   F#  G   B  C


[B]Grape[C]fruit  a [B]bathin' [C]suit


Chew a little [F#]juicy [G]fruit


Wash away the [C]night


[B]Drive-[C]in    you [B]guzzle [C]gin


Commit a little [F#]mortal [G]sin


It's good for the [C]soul


Chorus:


 [Dm7]    And oh it [G7]gets [Cmaj7]so    damn l[C6]onely


 [Dm7]    When you're [G7]on a plane[Cmaj7] alone


 [Dm7]    And if I had the [G7]money honey I'd[Cmaj7] strap you in beside[C6] me


  [D7]   And never ever leave you [G7]leave you at home all alone and cryin'


       Ten speed  no need


My pickup gets me where I please


Chuggin' down the street


But I'll be leavin'


In a little while


So close your eyes and I'll


I'll be back real soon


Spoken: "Ah, take it Refers...  Lady's choice, everybody dance..."


Repeat chorus


                                                                                    

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Chord diagrams:  F# - |xx4322|    D7 -|xxo212|  Dm7 - |xxo211|
                 G7 - |32ooo1|  Cmaj7-|x32ooo|  C6  - |xx2213|
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@SONG: Pencil Thin Mustache


Pencil Thin Mustache


By: Jimmy Buffett


[1974]>From "Living and Dying in 3/4 Time"


[D]Now they make new [F#7]movies in [B7]old black and white


[E7]With happy endings, where [A7]nobody fights


So [D]if you find your[F#7]self in that nos[B7]talgic rage


Honey, [E7]jump right up and [A7]show your age


Chorus:


     I [D]wish I had a [F#7]pencil thin mus[B7]tache


   [E7]  The "Boston [A7]Blackie" [D]kind


     A [D]two toned [F#7]Ricky Ricar[B7]do jacket


     And an [E7]autographed picture of[A7] Andy Devine


     Oh I[D] remember bein' buck[D7]-toothed and skinny


     [G]Writin' fan letters to [Bb]Sky's niece Penny


     Oh I [D]wish I had a [F#7]pencil thin [B7]mustache


     Then [E7]I could solve some [A7]mysteries [D]too


Oh it's [Em]Bandstand, [B7]Disneyland, [Em]growin' up [B7]fast


[Em]Drinkin' on a [B7]fake I.D.


And [F#m]Rama of the [C7]jungle was [F#m]everyone's [C7]Bawana


But [E7]only jazz musicians were [A7]smokin' marijuana


Yeah, I [D]wish I had a [F#7]pencil thin [B7]mustache


then [E7]I could solve some [A7]mysteries [D]too


(same as above chords with this verse)


But then it's flat top, dirty bob, coppin' a feel


Grubbin' on the livin' room floor (so sore)


Yeah, they send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge,


But all you want to do is learn how to score


Yeah, but [D]now I'm gettin' [F#7]old, don't [B7]wear underwear


I [E7]don't go to church and I [A7]don't cut my hair


But [D]I can go to [F#7]movies and [B7]see it all there


Just the [E7]way that it u[A7]sed to [D]be


Chorus:


     That's why I wish I had a pencil thin mustache


     The "Boston Blackie" kind, a two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket


     And an autographed picture of Andy Devine


     Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be


     Maybe suave Errol Flynn or a Sheik of Araby


     If I only had a pencil thin mustache


     Then I could do some cruisin' too


     Yeah, [D]Bryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah


     Oh, [E7]I could do some [A7]cruisin' [D]too


                                                                                    

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Chord diagrams:      E7 - |o2o1oo|  A7 - |xo2o2o|


                     B7 - |x212o2|  F#7- |xx432o|


                                                                                    

     F#m - |244222|  Bb - |113331|  C7 - |x3231o|
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@SONG: Volcano


Volcano


By: Jimmy Buffett, Keith Sykes, Harry Dailey


[1979]>From "Volcano"


Chorus:


     [F]I don't know


     I don't [C7]know


     [F]I don't know where I'm[Bb] a gonna go


     When the [F]vol-[C7]cano [F]blow


[F]Ground she's movin' [Bb]under [F]me


Tidal waves out [Bb]on the [F]sea


Sulphur smoke up [Bb]in the [F]sky


Pretty soon we [Bb]learn to [F]fly


(Repeat chorus)


My girl quickly say to me


Mon you better watch your feet


Lava come down soft and hot


You better lava me now or lava me not


(Repeat chorus)


No time to count what I'm worth


'Cause I just left the planet earth


Where I go I hope there's rum


Not to worry mon soon come


(Repeat chorus)


But I [F]don't want to land in [Bb]New York [F]City


Don't want to land in [C7]Mexi-[F]co


Don't want to land on no [Bb]Three Mile [F]Island


Don't want to see my [C7]skin a[F]glow


Don't want to land in Commanche Sky park


Or in Nashville, Tennessee


Don't want to land in no San Juan airport


Or the Yukon Territory


Don't want to land no San Diego


Don't want to land in no Buzzards Bay


Don't want to land on no Eye-Yatollah


I got nothin' more to say


(Repeat chorus)


                                                                                    

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