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Live at Fenway Park

Live at Fenway Park Tracks

  1. Disc 1 - Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes

    CHANGES IN LATITUDES, CHANGES IN ATTITUDES
    Jimmy Buffett

    I took off for a weekend last month
    Just to try and recall the whole year.
    All of the faces and all of the places,
    wonderin' where they all disappeared.
    I didn't ponder the question too long;
    I was hungry and went out for a bite.
    Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum,
    and we wound up drinkin' all night.

    It's those changes in latitudes,
    changes in attitudes nothing remains quite the same.
    With all of our running and all of our cunning,
    If we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane.

    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

    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...(to chorus)

    I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine;
    I wish I could jump on a plane.
    And so many nights I just dream of the ocean.
    God, I wish I was sailin' again.
    Oh, yesterdays are 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
    with these...(to chorus)

  2. Disc 1 - The Great Filling Station Holdup

    THE GREAT FILLING STATION HOLD UP
    Jimmy Buffett

    I pulled into the regular pump
    I was feelin' quite at ease
    I rolled down my window and told the man
    "Fifty cents worth, please"
    Then out jumped my partner
    With his trusty pellet gun
    He said, "Boy, this is a holdup
    Keep pumpin' and don't run."

    (Chorus)
    And now I wish I was somewhere other than here
    Down in some honky tonk, sippin; on a beer
    Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here
    Cause that great fillin' station holdup
    Cost me two good years.

    We got fifteen dollars and a can of STP
    A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese TV
    Feelin' we had pulled the biggest heist of our career
    We're wanted men-we'll strike again!
    But first let's have a beer.

    (Chorus)
    We were sittin' in the Krystal
    About as drunk as we could be
    In walked the deputy sheriff
    He was holding our TV
    He roughed us, then he cuffed us
    And he took us off to jail
    No picture on a poster, no reward, and no bail.

    (Repeat chorus)

    1973 Let There Be Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
    All Rights Reserved

  3. Disc 1 - Pencil Thin Mustache

    PENCIL-THIN MUSTACHE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Now they make new movies in old black and white,
    With happy endings, where nobody fights,
    So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage,
    Honey, jump right up and show your age.

    I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,
    the "Boston Blackie" kind, or a
    two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket,
    and an autographed picture of Andy Divine.

    Oh, I remember bein' buck toothed and skinny
    Writin' fan letters to Sky's niece Penny.
    Oh, I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,
    then I could solve some mysteries too.
    Oh it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin up fast,
    Drinkin' on a fake I.D.
    And Rama of the jungle was everyone's Bawana,
    But only jazz musicians were smokin marijuana.
    Yeah, I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,
    then I could solve some mysteries too.

    But then it's flat-top, dirty bop, copin' a feel'
    grubbin on the living room floor;
    They send you off to college to try to gain
    a little knowledge,
    But all you want to do is learn how to score.
    Yeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear,
    I don't go to church, and I don't cut my hair;
    But I can go to movies and see it all there,
    Just the way that it use to be.

    That's why I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache
    the "Boston Blackie" kind, or a
    two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket,
    And an autographed picture of Andy Divine.

    Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be,
    Maybe suave Eerol Flynn or the Sheik of Araby.
    If I only had a pencil-thin mustache,
    then I could do some crusing too.

    Yeah, Brylcreem, a little dab'll do yah,
    Oh, I could do some cruising too.

  4. Disc 1 - Fruitcakes

    Fruitcakes
    Jimmy Buffett, Amy Lee

    Fruitcakes in the kitchen
    Fruitcakes on the street
    Struttin' naked through the cross walk
    In the middle of the week

    Half baked cookies in the oven
    Half baked people on the bus
    There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us

    Paradise - Lost and found
    Paradise - take a look around

    I was out in California
    Where I hear they have it all
    They got riots, fires and mud slides
    They got sushi in the mall
    Water bars and Brontosaurs
    Chinese modern lust
    Shake and bake life with the quake
    The secret's in the crust

    Chorus

    We lost our Martian rocket ship
    The high paid spokesman said
    Looks like that silly rocket ship
    Has lost it's cone-shaped head

    We spent ninety jillion dollars
    Tryin' to get a look at Mars
    I hear universal laughter
    Ringing out among the stars

    Fruitcakes in the galaxy
    Fruitcakes on the Earth
    Strut naked towards eternity
    We've been that way since birth

    Half baked cookies in the oven
    Half baked people on the bus
    There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us

    Religion, religion.
    Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa
    Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa

    Where's the church, who took the steeple
    Religion's in the hands of some crazy ass people
    Television preachers with bad hair and dimples
    The God's honest truth is it's not that simple

    It's the Buddhist in you, it's the pagan in me
    It's the Muslim in him, she's Catholic ain't she?
    It's that born again look, it's the wasp and the Jew
    Tell me what's goin on, I ain't got a clue

    Here come the big ones - Relationships -
    We all got 'em, we all want 'em. What do we do with'em?

    She said you've got to do your fair share
    Now cough up half the rent
    I treat my body like a temple
    You treat yours like a tent

    But the right word at the right time
    May get me a little hug
    That's the difference between lightening
    And a harmless lightening bug

    ChorusThe future - Captain's log - Star date 2000 and somethin'

    We're seven years from the millennium
    That's a science fiction fact
    Stanley Kubrick and his buddy Hal
    Now don't look that abstract

    So I'll put on my Bob Marley tape
    And practice what I preach
    Get Ja lost in the reggae mon
    As I walk along the beach

    Stay in touch with my insanity
    Really is the only way
    It's a jungle out there kiddies
    Have a very fruitful day

  5. Disc 1 - License To Chill

    License To Chill
    By Jimmy Buffett/Mac McAnally/Al Anderson

    Work, work, work
    Big pile of it and the boss is a jerk
    Just want to disappear
    Wishin' I was somewhere other than here
    Livin' for the weekend
    Jump right off the deep end
    With just enough money to buy

    CHORUS

    A license to chill
    And I believe I will
    Let the rat race run roll around
    In the sun until
    Trouble turns funny and songs get sung
    With a little bit of money the night's still young
    Leave me alone I 've got a license
    License to chill

    Girls, girls, girls
    Ain't nothin' like them in the whole wide world
    So damn smart and cute
    And it's amazing what they pass off as a bathing suit
    Winners and losers
    Sailors and cruisers
    We're all qualified

    CHORUS

    For a license to chill
    And I believe I will
    Let the rat race run roll around
    In the sun until
    Trouble turns funny and songs get sung
    With a little bit of money the night's still young
    Leave me alone I 've got a license
    License to chill

    A license to chill
    And I believe I will
    Let the rat race run roll around
    In the sun until
    Trouble turns funny and songs get sung
    A one note samba lasts all night long
    Leave me alone I 've got a license
    License to chill

    © 2004 Coral Reefer Music (BMI) & Wordfarmer Music (ASCAP) & Stairway to Bittner's Music (BMI) and Songs of Windswept Pacific (BMI) all rights on behalf of Stairway to Bittner's Music and administered by songs of Windswept Pacific.

  6. Disc 1 - Son Of A Son Of A Sailor

    SON OF A SON OF A SAILOR
    Jimmy Buffett

    As the son of a son of a sailor,
    I went out on the sea for adventure,
    Expanding their view of the captain and crew
    Like a man just released from indenture.

    As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man,
    I have chalked up many a mile.
    Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks,
    And I've learned much from both of their styles.

    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.

    Now away in the near future, southeast of disorder,
    You can shake the hand of the mango man
    As he greets you at the border.

    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.

    Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind that our
    Forefathers harnessed before us.
    Hear the bells ring as the tide rigging sings.
    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 searchin' for songs,
    Not a lawyer, a thief or a banker.

    But a 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 sea's in my veins, my tradition remains.
    I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer.

  7. Disc 1 - Boat Drinks

    BOAT DRINKS
    Jimmy Buffett

    Boat drinks. Boys in the band ordered boat drinks.
    Visitors just scored on the home rink.
    Everything seems to be wrong.

    Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap airfare.
    I've got to fly to Saint Somewhere.
    I'm close to bodily harm.

    Chorus
    Twenty degrees and the hockey game's on.
    Nobody cares; they are way too far gone,
    screamin' "Boat drinks," somethin'
    to keep them all warm.
    This morning I shot six holes in my freezer.
    I think I got cabin fever.
    Somebody sound the alarm.
    I'd like to go where the pace of life's slow.
    Could you beam me somewhere, Mister Scott?
    Any old place here on Earth or in space.
    You pick the century and I'll pick the spot.

    I know I should be leaving this climate.
    I got a verse but can't rhyme it.
    I gotta go where it's warm.

    Boat drinks.
    Waitress, I need two more boat drinks.
    Then I'm headin south 'fore my dream shrinks.
    I gotta go where it's warm.

    I gotta go where it's warm.
    I gotta go where it's warm.
    I gotta go where there ain't any snow,
    where there ain't any blow,
    'cause my fin sinks so low.
    I gotta go where it's warm.

  8. Disc 1 - Brown Eyed Girl

    BROWN EYED GIRL
    Van Morrison

    Hey, where did we go?
    Days when the rains came
    Down in a hollow
    Playin' a new game

    Laughin' and a runnin'
    Skippin' and a jumpin'
    In the misty mornin' fog
    With our hearts a thumpin'
    It was you, my brown eyed girl
    You, my brown eyed girl

    Now what ever happened
    Tuesday is oh so slow
    Goin' down the old mine
    With a transistor radio

    Standin' in a sunlit lane
    Hidin' 'hind a rainbow's wall
    Slippin' and a slidin'
    All along the waterfall
    It was you, my brown eyed girl
    You, my brown eyed girl

    Do you remember when
    We used to sing
    Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
    Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

    So hard to find my way
    Now that I'm on my own
    Thought about it just the other day
    My, where's the time all gone

    Can't remember back then Lord
    Sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' 'bout
    Makin' love in the green grass
    Behind the stadium
    With you, my brown eyed girl
    Do you remember when
    We used to sing
    Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

  9. Disc 1 - Volcano

    VOLCANO
    Jimmy Buffett, Keith Sykes & Harry Dailey

    Now, I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.
    Let me say it now,
    I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.

    Ground, she movin' under me.
    Tidal waves out on the sea.
    Sulphur smoke up in the sky.
    Pretty soon we learn to fly

    Chorus
    Let me hear you, now
    I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.
    Let me hear you now.
    I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go
    when the volcano blow.

    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.

    Chorus

    No time to count what I'm worth,
    cause I just left the planet Earth.
    Where I go I hope there's rhum.
    Not to worry mon soon come.

    Chorus

    But I don't want to land in New York City,
    I don't want to land in Mexico.
    I don't want to land on no Three Mile Island;
    I don't want to see my skin a-glow.

    Don't want to land in Comanche Sky Park,
    or in Nashville, Tennessee.
    I don't want to land in no San Juan airport or
    the Yukon Territory.

    Don't want to land in no San Diego.
    Don't want to land in no Buzzards Bay.
    I don't want to land on no Ayahtolla.
    I got nothin' more to say.

  10. Disc 1 - Why Don't We Get Drunk / Sweet Caroline

    Why Don't We Get Drunk

    I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
    Your voice sounds so wonderful
    But your face don't look too clear
    So, Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew
    Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw.

    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.

  11. Disc 1 - Hey Good Lookin'

    Hey Good Lookin'

    Say hey, good lookin' - what ya got cookin'?
    How's about cooking somethin' up with me?
    Hey, sweet baby - don't you think maybe
    We can find us a brand new recipe?

    I got a hot rod Ford, and a two dollar bill
    And I know a spot right over the hill
    There's soda pop and the dancing's free
    So if you wanna have fun, come along with me

    Say hey, good lookin' - what ya got cookin'?
    How's about cooking somethin' up with me?

    I'm free and ready, so we can go steady.
    How's about saving all your time for me?
    No more lookin' - I know I been cookin'
    Hows about keepin' steady company?

    I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence
    And buy me one for five or ten cents
    I'll keep it till it's covered with age
    Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page

    Say hey, good lookin' - what ya got cookin'?
    How's about cooking somethin' up with me?

  12. Disc 1 - The Pascagoula Run

    PASCAGOULA RUN
    Jimmy Buffett/Jay Oliver

    Billy pulled in in a Jaguar
    Red convertible sixty-five
    Headed home to Mississippi, he'd been
    around the world
    He was that black sheep uncle of mine

    His ship had come in, he was lookin' to sin
    He was singing his own song
    When he yelled from the drive, my heart came alive
    "Jimmy boy come along"

    CHORUS

    It's time to see the world
    It's time to kiss a girl
    It's time to cross the wild meridian
    Grab your bag and take a chance
    Time to learn a cajun dance
    Kid you're gonna see the mornin' sun
    On the Pascagoula run

    Friday night at the Stateline Bar
    Where the waterfront people dwell
    Better watch my step if the floor caves in
    I'll go right straight to hell
    There were pinball machines and cajun queens

    Men with knives and scars
    Billy moved 'cross the floor through
    the real hard core
    And said "Here's where it gets bizarre"

    Repeat Chorus

    What do the ladies say what do the ladies say
    What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
    What do the ladies say what do the ladies say
    What do the ladies say what do the ladies say
    What do the ladies say what do the ladies say

    Bring that young man over here
    We gonna buy that boy a beer
    And that ain't all we want to do
    And bring your crazy uncle too

  13. Disc 1 - One Particular Harbour

    Jimmy Buffett & Bobby Holcomb

    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI
    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI

    Nature lives (life to nature)
    Have pity for the Earth
    (Love the Earth)

    I know I don't get there often enough
    But God knows I surely try
    It's a magic kind of medicine
    That no doctor could prescribe

    I used to rule my world from a pay phone
    And ships out on the sea
    But now times are rough
    And I got too much stuff
    Can't explain the likes of me

    Chorus:
    But there's this one particular harbour
    So far but yet so near
    Where I see the days as they fade away
    And finally disappear

    But now I think about the good times
    Down in the Caribbean sunshine
    In my younger days I was so bad
    Laughin' about all the fun we had

    I've seen enough to feel the world spin
    Mixin' different oceans meetin' cousins
    Listen to the drummers and the night sounds
    Listen to the singers make the world go 'round

    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI
    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI

    Lakes below the mountains
    Flow into the sea
    Like oils applied to canvas
    They permeate through me

    And there's that one particular harbour
    Sheltered from the wind
    Where the children play on the shore each day
    And all are safe within

    Most mysterious calling harbour
    So far but yet so near
    I can see the day when my hair's full gray
    And I finally disappear

    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI
    IA ORA TE NATURA
    E MEA AROFA TEIE AO NEI

    UA PAU TE MAITAI NO TE FENUA
    RE ZAI NOA RA TE ORA O TE MITIE

    Bounty of the land is exhausted
    But there's still abundance on the sea

  14. Disc 2 - Respect

    Respect

    What you want, baby, I got it, mmm
    What you need, 'cause you know I got it
    All I'm asking is for a little respect when you get home
    Hey baby, when you get home, a-mister

    Ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone
    Ain't gonna do you wrong 'cuz I don't wanna
    And all I want you do for me is give it to me
    When you get home, alright now
    When you get home, alright

    I'm about to give ya all of my money
    And all I'm asking in return, honey
    Is to give me my profits when you get home
    Alright now, when you get home

    Ooh , your kisses sweeter than honey
    And guess what, so is my money
    And all I want you do for me is give it to me when ya get home
    Alright now, when ya get home
    A little respect

    R E S P E C T
    Find out what it means to me
    R E S P E C T
    Take care TCB
    No, a little respect

    You're running out of foolin'
    And I ain't lying
    A little respect

  15. Disc 2 - Gypsies In The Palace

    GYPSIES IN THE PALACE
    Jimmy Buffett, Glenn Frey & Will Jennings

    So long Boss, knock 'em dead, don't worry 'bout a thing
    Wish that we could come along, we'd love to hear you sing
    The limo's here, your bags are packed, the list is by the phone,
    Me and Snake will watch your place and treat it like our own

    Look at all this liquor
    Look at all this food
    It's only gonna go to waste
    We're not really being rude
    But the good stuff's in his closet, I swear he wouldn't mind
    Hell, we''ll just shoot the lock off, I do it all the time

    We're gypsies in the palace, he's left us here alone
    The order of the sleepless knights will now assume the throne
    We ain't got no money, we ain't got no fight
    But we're gypsies in the palace, we got it all tonight

    There's damsels in distress out there and we got all this beer
    We'll free them from their condos and bring them over here
    We'll show them his gold records
    We'll play his music loud
    We'll party just like Bubba does
    We'll do the old man proud

    We're gypsies in the palace, there ain't no wrong or right
    We're gypsies in the palace, and we're going wild tonight.

    He's the greatest guy to work for, man, he's really cool
    Hey Snake, this party's getting dull, throw someone in the pool
    Hey, let's all take our clothes off and form a conga line
    Watch out for that broken glass, hey Snake, we need more wine

    We're gypsies in the palace, there ain't no wrong or right
    We're gypsies in the palace and we're raising hell tonight, hey

    Oh, hi there Boss, what's goin' on?
    You say you're coming when?
    I'll send Snake to pick you tomorrow night at ten, okay

    Everybody out of here, the show is closing down
    We've got to find someone to clean this up,
    He's coming back to town

    Hi there boss, we waxed your car, we raked and mowed
    your lawn
    We couldn't find enough to do in the short time you
    were gone

    Man it sure is peaceful here, you really got it all
    If you ever hit the road again, give me and Snake
    a call

    We're gypsies in the palace, he's left us here alone
    The order of the Sleepless Knights will now assume
    the throne
    We ain't got no money, we ain't got no right
    But we're gypsies in the palace, we got it all tonight

    Hello?
    Hey, Jimmy, it's Glenn
    Glenn, How ya' doing?
    Fine man, I'm going on the road, do you know anyone who
    could house sit for me?
    I got these two great guys that look after my place man,
    they're the best.

  16. Disc 2 - Grapefruit Juicy Fruit

    GRAPEFRUIT-JUICY FRUIT
    Jimmy Buffett

    Grapefruit
    Bathing suit
    Chew a little Juicy Fruit
    Wash away the night

    Drive-in
    Guzzle gin
    Commit a little mortal sin
    It's good for the soul.

    (Bridge)
    And oh, it gets so damn lonely
    When you're on the plane all alone
    And if I had the money, Honey
    I'd strap you in beside me
    And never ever leave you
    Leave you at home all alone and crying.

    Ten speed
    No need
    My pick-up gets me where I please
    Shuggin' sown the street.
    But I'll be leavin'
    In a little while
    So close your eyes and I'll
    Be back real soon

    (Repeat bridge)
    (Repeat first verse)

    1973 ABC/Dunhill Music Inc (BMI)
    All Rights Reserved

  17. Disc 2 - Come Monday

    COME MONDAY
    Jimmy Buffett

    Headin' up to San Francisco
    for the Labor Day weekend show,
    I've got my hush-puppies on,
    I guess I never was meant for
    glitter rock and roll.
    And honey I didn't know
    that I'd be missin' so.

    (Chorus)
    Come Monday It'll be all right,
    Come Monday I'll be holding you tight.
    I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze
    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 your off on vacation,
    somethin' you tried to explain.
    And darlin' I love you so that's
    the reason I just let you go.

    Chorus

    I can't help it honey,
    your that much a part of me now.
    Remember the night in Montana when
    we said there'd be no room for doubt.

    I hope your 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.

    End Chorus

  18. Disc 2 - Jolly Mon Sing

    JOLLY MON
    Jimmy Buffett, Will Jennings & Michael Utley

    There is a tale that the island people tell
    Don't care if it is true 'cause I love it so well.
    Jolly Mon sang for his supper every night
    The people fed him well 'cause he treated them so right

    Of Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make Orion ring

    And they wanted him to sing on the islands near and far
    He always found his way by Orion the lucky star
    He'd tell them of their joys, he'd tell them of their woes
    They'd love to see him come and hate to see him go

    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make the music ring

    He was making his way home on a dark and stormy night
    When he heard a cry for help, he saw a flashing light
    When he reached the other boat and offered him a hand
    They said, "Give us all your cargo." as they took
    a pirate stand

    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh give them everything

    "Jolly Mon we know you - Sing your last song very well"
    They tossed him in the ocean cause their hearts were
    made in hell
    Came along a dolphin, he said,"Jolly Mon Hello"
    "I've always loved your singing - climb on board
    and don't let go."

    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make the oceans ring

    The night was filled with magic as they bid the sea goodbye
    They swam into the heavens - they stayed up in the sky
    And all the island people when they wish upon a star
    See the dolphin and the Jolly Mon who tell them where
    they are

    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make the heavens ring
    Oh Jolly Mon sing
    Oh make the magic ring

  19. Disc 2 - Take Me Out To The Ballgame

    Take Me Out to the Ball Game

    Take me out to the ball game,
    Take me out with the crowd.
    Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,
    I don't care if I never get back,
    Let me root, root, root for the home team,
    If they don't win it's a shame.
    For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
    At the old ball game."

  20. Disc 2 - It's Five O'Clock Somewhere

    It's Five O' Clock Somewhere

    The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow
    And so am I
    Work day passes like molasses in winter time
    But it's July

    Getting paid by the hour and older by the minute
    My boss just pushed me over the limit
    I could call him something
    Think I'll just call it a day

    Pour me something tall and strong
    Make it a hurricane before I go insane
    It's only half past twelve but I don't care
    It's five o'clock somewhere

    This lunch break is gonna take all afternoon
    Half the night
    Tomorrow morning I know there'll be hell to pay
    But, hey, that's all right

    I ain't had a day off now, in over a year
    My Jamaican vacation's gonna start right here
    If the phone's for me you can tell them
    I just sailed away

    Pour me something tall and strong
    Make it a hurricane before I go insane
    It's only half past twelve but I don't care
    It's five o'clock somewhere

    I could pay off my tab, pour myself in a cab
    And be back to work before two
    At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder
    What would Jimmy Buffett do

    Funny you should ask Alan, I'd say
    Pour me something tall and strong
    Make it a hurricane before I go insane
    It's only half past twelve but I don't care

    Pour me something tall and strong
    Make it a hurricane before I go insane
    It's only half past twelve but I don't care
    it's five o'clock somewhere

    But he don't care, I don't care
    Together
    It's five o'clock somewhere

  21. Disc 2 - Cheeseburger In Paradise

    CHEESEBURGER IN PARADISE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Tried to amend my carnivorous habits.
    Made it nearly seventy days,
    Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds,
    Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays.

    But at night I'd have these wonderful dreams
    Some kind of sensuous treat.
    Not zucchini, fettuccine, or bulgur wheat,
    But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat.

    Cheeseburger in paradise.
    Heaven on earth with an onion slice.
    Not too particular, not too precise.
    I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

    I like mine with lettuce and tomato,
    Heinz Fifty-seven and French fried potatoes.
    Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer.
    Well, good God Almighty, which way do I steer
    For my cheeseburger in paradise.

    Verse 2:
    Heard about the old time sailor men,
    They eat the same thing again and again;
    Warm beer and bread they say could raise the dead.
    Well, it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn.

    But times have changed for sailors these days.
    When I'm in port I get what I need;
    Not just Havanas or banana or daiquiris,
    But that American creation on which I feed!

    Cheeseburger is paradise medium rare with Muenster'd be nice
    Not too particular, not too precise
    I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

    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 a cheeseburger in paradise
    Makin' the best of every virtue and vice.
    Worth every damn bit of sacrifice
    To get a cheeseburger in paradise;
    To be a cheeseburger in paradise.
    I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

  22. Disc 2 - Coast Of Carolina

    Coast Of Carolina
    By Jimmy Buffett/Mac McAnally

    Little roadside restaurant we artfully complain
    Groovy tells the waitress that his chicken died in vain
    Most every day goes by according to design
    I live this dream but still it seems I have you on my mind

    From the bottom of my heart
    Off the coast of Carolina
    After one or two false starts
    I believe we found our stride
    And the walls that won't come down
    We can decorate or climb or find some way to get around
    Cause I'm still on your side
    From the bottom of my heart

    I can't see the future but I know it's comin' fast
    It's not that hard to wind up knee deep in the past
    It's come a lot of Mondays
    Since the phone booth that first night
    Through years and miles and tears and smiles
    I want to get it right

    CHORUS

    From the bottom of my heart
    Off the coast of Carolina
    After one or two false starts
    I believe we found our stride
    And the walls that won't come down
    We can decorate or climb or find some way to get around
    Cause I'm still on your side
    From the bottom of my heart

    INSTRUMENTAL BRIDGE

    These days I'm up about the time I used to go to bed
    Living large was once the deal, now I watch the stars instead
    They are timeless and predictable unlike most things that I do
    But I tell the wind and my old friend I'm headed home to you

    CHORUS

    From the bottom of my heart
    Off the coast of Carolina
    After one or two false starts
    I believe we found our stride
    And the walls that won't come down
    Hell we can decorate or climb or find some way to get around
    Cause I'm still on your side
    From the bottom of my heart
    From the bottom of my heart

    © 2004 Coral Reefer Music (BMI) & Wordfarmer Music (ASCAP)

  23. Disc 2 - Cuban Crime Of Passion

    CUBAN CRIME OF PASSION
    Jimmy Buffett/Tom Corcoran

    Billy Voltaire was a piano player up from Miami way
    He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the stars
    The ladies would pay and pay
    Then one night he did wind up playin' in Havana town
    And nobody knew, least Billy Voltaire that these were his final sounds.

    'Cause he met up with Meritta, a dancer in from the Coast
    Half woman, half child, she drove him half wild
    He loved that lady the most
    'Til one night he did find her in the arms of Shrimper Dan
    So he pulled a knife, took poor Danny's life
    And then he turned his own cold hand.

    (Chorus)
    And it's just a Cuban crime of passion
    Messy and old fashioned
    Yeah, that's what the papers did say
    It's just a Cuban crime of passion
    Anejo and knives a slashin'
    But that's what the people like to read about
    Up in America, up in America.

    Well, they never found Meritta, some people say she got ill
    And Billy Voltaire had no one to claim him, he was buried on pauper's hill
    And no one talks about 'em no more, it happened just a week ago
    But people get by and people get high
    In the tropics they come and they go.

    (Repeat chorus)

    1973 American Broadcasting Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
    All Rights Reserved

  24. Disc 2 - A Pirate Looks At Forty

    PIRATE LOOKS AT FORTY
    Jimmy Buffett

    Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call,
    Wanted to sail upon your waters
    since I was three feet tall.
    You've seen it all, you've seen it all.

    Watch 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.

    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.

    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.

    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 to stop wishin',
    Got to go fishin', I'm down to rock bottom again.
    Just a few friends, just a few friends.

    Instrumental

    I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
    And though I ran away, they'll come back one day.
    And still could manage a smile
    It just takes awhile, just takes awhile.

    Mother, mother ocean, after all these years I've found
    My occupational hazard being my occupations
    just not around.
    I feel like I've drowned,
    Gonna head uptown.

  25. Disc 2 - Piece Of Work

    Piece Of Work
    By William A. Kimbrough

    I'm a piece of work, I'm iron and lace
    I'm shy, right up there in your face
    I'm all dumbfounded, stubborn as an ass
    Sharp as an arrow in a pile of glass
    I'm a sweetheart, genius, restless jerk
    Lord have mercy, I'm a piece of work

    Well, the lord made me on a long thin limb
    Made sure I'd remember him
    Or her in the middle of a long, dark night
    Creation crazy, death sheet white
    Made in the image of a lion shocked lamb
    I am who the hell I am
    Ever better, bad to worse
    Down to the letter I'm a piece of work

    I’m a piece of work, I'm an angel's fiend
    Bathed in lavender and gasoline
    Scared brave, shallow in an ink black well
    Lightly browned in the fires of hell
    Wicked, holy, full on fake
    Best known for my big mistake
    I'm Zen wise, peaceful, gone berserk
    Good god almighty I'm a piece of work

    I'm a dreadful sight and I just don't care
    Spent all morning pulling out my hair
    I woke at dawn with a crazy spin
    Half the day trying to glue back in
    Mother, bloody mary, please
    Wipe that smile right off your knees
    I'm the CEO of the mailroom clerks
    Lord have mercy, what a piece of work

    I'm a piece of work, I'm a lovesick boy
    Cloth cap, caviar and corduroy
    All over the map, just a-lost in space
    With a filthy mind and a choirboy's face
    Heels up, head down, straight on through
    Watch out, woman I'm-a get to you
    I'm a gladiator with a mind to irk
    Good god almighty I'm a piece of work
    I'm a piece of work
    I'm a piece of work
    I'm a piece of work

  26. Disc 2 - Margaritaville

    MARGARITAVILLE
    Jimmy Buffett

    Nibblin' on sponge cake,
    watchin' the sun bake;
    All of those tourists covered with oil.
    Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
    Smell those shrimp--
    They're beginnin' to boil.

    Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
    But I know it's nobody's fault.

    Don't know the reason,
    Stayed here all season
    With nothing 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.

    Wasted 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.

    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.

    Wasted away again in Margaritaville
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
    But I know, it's my own damn fault.
    Yes, and some people claim that there's a woman to blame, And I know it's my own damn fault

  27. Disc 2 - Fins

    FINS
    Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, B.Chance, Tom Corcoran

    She came down from Cincinnati.
    It took her three days on the train.
    Lookin' for some peace and quiet;
    hoped to see the sun again.
    But now she lives down by the ocean.
    She's takin' care to look for sharks.
    They hang out in the local bars,
    And they feed right after dark.

    Chorus
    Can't you feel 'em circlin' (closin'in) honey?
    Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around?
    You got fins to the left, fins to the right,
    and you're the only bait in town.
    You got fins to the left, fins to the right,
    and you're the only girl in town.

    She's savin' up all of her money.
    Wants to head 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 her load.
    Boys keep her high as the months go by.
    She's gettin' postcards from the road.

    Chorus
    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.

  28. Disc 2 - Scarlet Begonias

    Scarlet Begonias
    By Jerome Garcia/Robert Hunter

    As I was walkin' down Grosvenor Square,
    Not a chill to the winter but a nip in the air,
    From the other direction, she was calling my eye,
    Could be an illusion but I might as well try, might as well try.

    She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes.
    And I knew without askin' she was into the blues
    She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
    I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls.

    In the heat of the evening when the dealing got rough,
    She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff.
    As I picked up my matches and was closing the door
    I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before.

    CHORUS

    Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong
    Seldom turns out the way it does in a song.
    Once in a while you get shown the light
    In the strangest of places if you look at it right.

    Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way that she moves,
    Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues.
    And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eye,
    I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by, let her pass by.

    Well the wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"
    Sky was yellow and the sun was blue,
    Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand,
    Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band.

  29. Disc 2 - Southern Cross

    Southern Cross

    Got out of town on a boat goin' to southern islands.
    Sailing a reach before a followin' sea.
    She was makin' for the trades on the outside,
    And the downhill run to Papeete Bay.

    Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas.
    We got eighty feet of the waterline.
    Nicely making way.
    In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you.
    But on a midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away.

    Think about how many times I have fallen,
    Spirits are using me, larger voices callin'.
    What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten.
    I have been around the world,
    Lookin' for that woman, girl,
    Who knows love can endure.
    And you know it will. And you know it will.

    When you see the Southern Cross for the first time,
    You understand now why you came this way.
    'Cause the truth you might be runnin' from is so small.
    But it's as big as the promise, the promise of a coming day.

    So I'm sailing for tomorrow, my dreams are a dyin'.
    And my love is an anchor tied to you, tied with a silver chain.
    I have my ship and all her flags are a flyin'
    She is all that I have left and music is her name.

    Think about how many times I have fallen,
    Spirits are using me, larger voices callin'.
    What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten.
    I have been around the world,
    Lookin' for that woman, girl,
    Who knows love can endure.
    And you know it will. And you know it will.

    So we cheated and we lied and we tested
    And we never failed to fail, it was the easiest thing to do.
    You will survive being bested.
    But somebody fine will come along make me forget about loving you.
    At the Southern Cross.

  30. Disc 2 - Defying Gravity

    DEFYING GRAVITY

    I live on a big round ball
    I never do dream I may fall
    And even one day if I do
    Well I'll jump up and smile back at you
    I don't even know where we are
    They tell me were circling a star
    Well I'll take their word, I don't know
    But I'm dizzy so it may be so

    I'm riding a big round ball
    I never do dream I may fall
    And even the high must lay low
    But when I do fall I will be glad to go
    Yes when I do fall I will be glad to go