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Songs you know by heart album, Jimmy buffett

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## 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: Songs You Know By Heart @SONG: Cheeseburger in Paradise Cheeseburger in Paradise By: Jimmy Buffett 1978 >From "Son of a Son of a Sailor" Intro: ** Play "|" as strums or beats Bm |||| A | Bm |||| G | Bm |||| A | D | G A D Tried to amend my carnivorous habits G A D Made it nearly seventy days G A D Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds E A Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays G A D G But at night I'd have these wonderful dreams G A Bm Some kind of sensuous treat G D G D Not zucchini, fettucini or bulgar wheat G D A D But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat Chorus: G A D Cheeseburger in paradise G A D Heaven on Earth with an onion slice G A D Not too particular, not too precise G D A D I'm just a Cheeseburger in paradise 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) --------------------------------------------------------------- @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 D A To questions that bothered him so He was impressive, young and aggressive D E7 Savin' the world on his own D But the warm summer breezes A The French wines and cheeses D E7 Put his ambition at bay A The summers and winters Scattered like splinters D E7 A And four or five years slipped 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 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" A And he went to Paris lookin' for answers D E7 A To questions that bothered him so -------------------------------------------------------------- @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 E-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| B-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| G-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| D-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| A--0--|-----1-2-3-----3-|-----2-1-0-----0-|-----1-2-3-------| E-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| & 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 & 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 & 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 & Bb C F She came down from Cincinnati Bb C F It took her three days on the train Bb C F Lookin' for some peace and quiet Bb C F Hoped to see the sun again Bb C F But now she lives down by the ocean Bb C F She's takin' care to look for sharks Bb C F They hang out in the local bars Bb C F And they feed right after dark Am7 Dm7 Can't you feel 'em circlin' honey? Am7 Dm7 Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around? Bb C Bb C You got fins to the left, fins to the right Bb C F And you're the only bait in town Am7 Dm7 Am7 Dm7 Oh whoa, Oh whoa Bb C Bb C You got fins to the left, fins to the right Bb C F And you're the only bait in 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 ------------------------------------------------------------------ Chord diagrams: Bb - |x13331| Am7 - |xo2o1o| Dm7 - |xxo211| ------------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------------------------------------------------- @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 A All of those tourists covered with oil Strummin' my six-string On my front porch swing D D7 Smell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to boil Chorus: G A D D7 Wastin' away again in Margaritaville G A D D7 Searching for my lost shaker of salt G A D A G Some people claim that there's a wo-man to blame A G D But I know it's nobody's fault 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 G A D A G Yes and, some people claim that there's a wo-man to blame A G D And I know it's my own damned fault ------------------------------------------------------------------ @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 F C G I went out on the sea for adventure C G Expanding the view of the captain and crew D G Like a man just released from indenture G As a dreamer of dreams and a traveling man F C G I have chalked up many a mile C G Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks D G And I learned much from both of their styles Chorus: F C Son of a son, son of a son G Son of a son of a sailor F C Son of a gun, load the last ton C One step ahead of the 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 F C Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind G That our forefathers harnessed before us F C Hear the bells ring as the tide ringing sings G It's a son of a gun of a 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 F C The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains G I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer ------------------------------------------------------------------ @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 G I took off for a weekend last month A D Just to try and recall the whole year G All of the faces and all of the places A D Wonderin' where they all disappeared Bm F#m I didn't ponder the question too long G A I was hungry and went out for a bite G D Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum A D and we wound up drinkin' all night Chorus: G D It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes A D Nothing remains quite the same G D With all of our running and all of our cunning A G D if we couldn't laugh we would all go insane 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 A F C G D A D If we weren't all crazy we would go insane ------------------------------------------------------------ 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" Note: play in G, capo 2nd fret G C Headin' up to San Francisco D G For the Labor Day week-end show, C I've got my hush-puppies on I guess I D G Never was meant for glitter rock and roll Am C D D7 And, honey, I didn't know, that I'd be missin' you so Chorus: C G Come Monday it'll be all right C D Come Monday I'll be holdin' you tight G Bm C D I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze C D G And I just want you back by my 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 Dmaj7 Amaj7 Dmaj7 I can't help it honey, you're that much a part of me now Amaj7 Dmaj7 Remember that night 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) G Bm C D I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze C D F C G And I just want you back by my side... ------------------------------------------------------------- Chord diagrams: Amaj7=|x02120| Dmaj7=|xx0222| ------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------- @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 D Am7 G Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall Am D Am7 G You've seen it all, you've seen it all.... 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.... --------------------------------------------------------------- @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 D7 G D I really do, appreciate the fact you're sittin' here D G E7 Your voice sounds so wonderful E7 A7 But your face don't look too clear G D So barmaid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew G A D D7 Honey why don't we get drunk and screw Chorus: G A D Why don't we get drunk and screw? E7 A7 I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you G They say you are a snuff queen D Honey I don't think that's true G A D So, why don't we get drunk and screw 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 ----------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Boat Drinks Boat Drinks By: Jimmy Buffett 1979 >From "Volcano" Intro: D G A D G A A D Boat drinks G A D Boys in the band ordered boat drinks G A D Visitors scored on the home rink G A D G A Everything seems to be wrong A D G A D Lately newspapers mentioned cheap airfare G A D I gotta fly to St. Somewhere G A D I'm close to bodily harm 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 C I'd like to go where the pace of life's slow G C Could you beam me somewhere, Mr. Scott? Fmaj7 C Any old place here on Earth or in space E F#m7 A G F#m A You pick the century and I'll pick the 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 A G A I gotta go where there ain't any snow G A G A Where there ain't any blow, 'cause my fin sinks so low G A D I gotta go where it's warm --------------------------------------------------------------- @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 C B C Grapefruit a bathin' suit F# G Chew a little juicy fruit C Wash away the night B C B C Drive-in you guzzle gin F# G Commit a little mortal sin C It's good for the soul Chorus: Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6 And oh it gets so damn lonely Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 When you're on a plane alone Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6 And if I had the money honey I'd strap you in beside me D7 G7 And never ever leave you 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 ----------------------------------------------------------------- Chord diagrams: F# - |xx4322| D7 -|xxo212| Dm7 - |xxo211| G7 - |32ooo1| Cmaj7-|x32ooo| C6 - |xx2213| ----------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------ @SONG: Pencil Thin Mustache Pencil Thin Mustache By: Jimmy Buffett 1974 >From "Living and Dying in 3/4 Time" D F#7 B7 Now they make new movies in old black and white E7 A7 With happy endings, where nobody fights D F#7 B7 So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage E7 A7 Honey, jump right up and show your age Chorus: D F#7 B7 I wish I had a pencil thin mustache E7 A7 D The "Boston Blackie" kind D F#7 B7 A two toned Ricky Ricardo jacket E7 A7 And an autographed picture of Andy Devine D D7 Oh I remember bein' buck-toothed and skinny G Bb Writin' fan letters to Sky's niece Penny D F#7 B7 Oh I wish I had a pencil thin mustache E7 A7 D Then I could solve some mysteries too Em B7 Em B7 Oh it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin' up fast Em B7 Em Drinkin' on a fake I.D. F#m C7 F#m C7 And Rama of the jungle was everyone's Bawana E7 A7 But only jazz musicians were smokin' marijuana D F#7 B7 Yeah, I wish I had a pencil thin mustache E7 A7 D then I could solve some mysteries 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 D F#7 B7 Yeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear E7 A7 I don't go to church and I don't cut my hair D F#7 B7 But I can go to movies and see it all there E7 A7 D Just the way that it used to 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 D Yeah, Bryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah E7 A7 D Oh, I could do some cruisin' too ---------------------------------------------------- Chord diagrams: E7 - |o2o1oo| A7 - |xo2o2o| B7 - |x212o2| F#7- |xx432o| F#m - |244222| Bb - |113331| C7 - |x3231o| ---------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Volcano Volcano By: Jimmy Buffett, Keith Sykes, Harry Dailey 1979 >From "Volcano" Chorus: F I don't know C7 I don't know F Bb I don't know where I'm a gonna go F C7 F When the vol-cano blow F Bb F Ground she's movin' under me Bb F Tidal waves out on the sea Bb F Sulphur smoke up in the sky Bb F Pretty soon we learn to 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) F Bb F But I don't want to land in New York City C7 F Don't want to land in Mexi-co Bb F Don't want to land on no Three Mile Island C7 F Don't want to see my skin aglow 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) --------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------- ******************************************************************** -------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 SYKBH GCC section...


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