Jimmy Buffett

[fox69]

"Come To The Moon"

"Come To The Moon"



There's a full earth tonight
And Mars is big and bright
And all our friends are flying in
It's such a lovely sight
Gravity never could hold me
That is what you always told me

So come to the moon
I hope to see you soon
Half a million miles isn't far to go
You know I need you so
So come to the moon
The starship's leaving soon
Until then I'm just wishing on every star
You will be here real soon
Come to the Moon

Those crazy Martian days
We went our separate ways...
Time and space we'll find a place
to bring our lives in phase
We're lost amid the galaxies revolving
And we're all just a part of what's evolving
Evolving
So come to the moon

 

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"Conky Tonkin'"
(feat. Clint Black)

"Conky Tonkin'"
(feat. Clint Black)



[Jimmy:]
Bella was bored to death at South Beach
Not one celebrity spotted in days
She was tired of her mood
Lunchin on beacon vegan food
She was tired of just soakin up rays.

Then she saw him pull up to the stop light
In that ole ragtop that she couldn't name
He said hop in side
I'm heading south, take a ride
I'm just the next man that you're gonna blame
U.S. 1
Heading down U.S. 1

[Clint:]
Lenny said
How 'bout lunch in Key Largo
There's a fish sandwich place down the road
Kinda out in the sticks
But we can be back by six
Never leave our area code.
Well geography wasn't her strong point
She'd never been past the Dade Land mall
So they stopped on the way
Lenny was happy to pay
For a new thong and a purple beach ball.

[Jimmy and Clint:]
They're goin Conky Tonkin
Cruisin' on a weekend buzz
Really Conky Tonkin'
Doing it just because.

[Jimmy:]
Havin' too much fun to turn back
They're explorers in a hotrod Ford
They counted sea birds and cars
Stopped at all the cool bars

[Jimmy and Clint:]
Harmonically they struck a chord

[Jimmy:]
Stop. What was that?

Somewhere in the middle of the seven mile bridge
He said Bella, do you wanna see the rest?
She said I haven't a care, Lenny
Just take me there.
And they drove all the way to Key West

[Clint:]
Well she'd never seen anything like it
In all of her 26 years
Bella was feeling the groove
Lenny was makin' his move
They were quite a pair of pioneers.

[Jimmy and Clint:]
They goin conky tonkin'
Cruisin down U.S. 1
They'll be conky tonkin'
Trying to catch up with the sun.

They're goin conky tonkin'
The engine is about to explode
Going conky tonkin'
Hey, they'll meet you at the end of the road.

End of the road
What do you do then?
Rev it up and jump that bucket to Havana

We're goin' conky tonkin!

 

[fox69]

"Cowboy In The Jungle"

"Cowboy In The Jungle"



There's a cowboy in the jungle
And he looks so out of place
With his shrimpskin boots and his cheap Cheroots
And his skin as white as paste

Headin' south to Paraguay
Where the gauchos sing and shout
Now he's stuck in Porto Bello
Since his money all ran out
So he hangs out with the sailors
Might and day they're raisin' hell
And his original destination's just another
Story that he loves to tell.

With no plans for the future
He still seems in control
From a bronco ride to a ten foot tide
He just had to learn to roll.

Roll with the punches
Play all of his hunches
Made the best of whatever came his way
What he lacked in ambition
He made up with intuition
Plowing straight ahead come what may.

Steel band in the distance
And their music floats across the bay
While American women in muumuus
Talk about all the things they did today
And their husbands quack about fishing
As they slug those rum drinks down
Discussing who caught what
and who sat on his butt
But it's the only show in town.

They're tryin' to drink all the punches
They all may lose their lunches
Tryin' to cram lost years into five or six says
Seems that blind ambition erased their intuition
Plowin' straight ahead come what may.

I don't want to live on that kind of island
No, I don't want to swim in a roped off sea.
Too much for me, too much for me
I've got to be where the wind and the water are free.

Alone on a midnight passage
I can count the falling stars
While the Southern Cross and the satellites
They remind me of where we are
Spinning around in circles
Living it day to day
And still twenty four hours, maybe sixty good years
It's still not that long a stay.

We've gotta roll with the punches
Learn to play all of our hunches
Makin' the best of whatever comes your way
Forget that blind ambition
And learn to trust your intuition
Plowin' straight ahead come what may.
And there's a cowboy in the jungle.

 

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"Creola"

"Creola"



Creola in my soul-a
I loved what they were sayin'
I loved what they were playin'
Creola

Creola on my victrola
Makes me feel like dancin'
Fall in love romancing the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me

I remember as a child all the happiness and smiles
That flowed around my grandma's Sunday table
While Auntie Mae was sayin' grace
Papa T would sneak a taste
And catch a funny look from my cousin Mabel

Then daddy'd beat the drum
The old folks start to hum
Sing the only songs that we all know
Ambiance so fine, dancin' drinkin' wine
Sing about the lifestyle on the bayou

Creola in my soul-a
I loved what they were sayin'
I loved what they were playin'
Creola

Creola on my victrola
Makes me feel like dancin'
Fall in love romancin' the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me

It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
It's a spicy kind of life
Cre-o-la

It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
Creola, Creola, Creola for me


Well the years have come and gone
Still the old song lingers on
I keep it in my heart with fond affection
Like the family good luck charm
That keeps away the harm
Creola's always there for my protection

Creola, good for your soul-a
I loved what they were sayin'
I loved what they were playin'
Creola

Creola on my victrola
Makes me feel like dancin'
You fall in love ramancin' the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me

 

[fox69]

"Cuban Crime Of Passion"

"Cuban Crime Of Passion"


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 clain min, he eas 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.

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Cultural Infidel"

"Cultural Infidel"


I'm a cultural infidel
Painting in the dark
I'm a cultural infidel
Singin' in the park
Socrates, hypotheses, the music of Mozart
I'm a cultural infidel
Comin' from the heart

Free thinkin', hood-winkin', unblinkin' mon
Start trouble, burst bubbles, join my caravan
Someone's got to talk about accountability
Someone's got to raise some hell
I guess it could be me

I'm a cultural infidel
Tryin' to draw a crowd
I'm a cultural infidel
Singin' right out loud
Philosophy is not for me, laughin' is my game
I'm a cultural infidel
Slap me with the blame

Loose cannon, Armageddon, preacher's at the door
Spittin' poison at the boys'n' girls on the dance floor
I hear them in the Congress
I see them on TV
I hope the Inquisition remains a memory

[horn/pan instrumental]

Al diablo Picasso, Al diablo Manet
Al diablo Fontainebleu, Al diablo Hemingway
O diab Dr. Thompson, O diab San Joan
O diab Village People, O diab Rolling Stone

(hoo hoo)
Someone's got to talk about accountability
Someone's got to raise some hell
It might as well be me

I'm a cultural infidel
'Believe in common sense
I'm a cultural infidel
Love the present tense
But we have to keep a lookout for those mean old backed up farts
I'm a cultural infidel
Comin' from the heart

My heart, my heart, my heart
Mon coeur...
Will I see you in heaven?
Will I see you in hell?
Will I see you in Rio
Only time will...
Will I see you in heaven?
Will I see you in hell?
Will I see you tomorrow?
Only time will tell

 

[fox69]

"Dallas"

"Dallas"


If you ever get the chance to go to Dallas
Take it from me, pass it by
Cause you'll only sing the blues down in Dallas
Take it from me, don't go and cry

[Chorus:]
And I'm leaving this town as soon as I can
Gonna stop off for a while and see my woman

People do you wrong down in Dallas
I know well, they've done it to me
Stealin' all your bread, they're so callous
I know well, just look and see

[Chorus]

And people like me just can't be free
The promo man won't let us us be
If the people who knew could get away
I'm real sure they'd leave today

Now come on down and lose your mental balance
Look at me, half crazy now
Talkin' to chairs, strange and I know it
Look at me I'm doin' in now

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Death Of An Unpopular Poet"

"Death Of An Unpopular Poet"



I once knew a poet
Who lived before his time
He and his dog spooner
Would listen while he'd rhyme
Words to make ya happy
Words to make you cry
Then one day the poet suddenly did die

But he left behind a closet
Filled with verse and rhyme
And through some strange transaction
One was printed in the times
And everybody's searchin'
For the king of underground
Well they found him down in Florida
With a tombstone for a crown

Everybody knows a line
From his book that cost four ninety-nine
I wonder if he knows he's doin'
Quite this fine

'cause his books are all best sellers
And his poems were turned to song
Had his brother on a talk show
Though they never got along
And now he's called immortal
Yes he's even taught in school
They say he used his talents
A most proficient tool

But he left all of his royalties
To spooner his ol' hound
Growin' old on steak and bacon
In a doghouse ten feet 'round
And everybody wonders
Did he really lose his mind
No he was just a poet who lived before his time
He was just a poet who lived before his time

 

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"Death Valley Lives"

"Death Valley Lives"



It's the ways of her father
If she's gonna change she hasn't done it yet
And the desert is calling to me
Run before the final trap is set
All roads lead to the city
Where the dudes and the dykes all look the same
Lady lays out the pattern
With the parts of her body that seem tame
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn't sure what really gives

Act like a child and I'll respond with my well-rehearsed farewell
Quoting the verse that you bought but weren't quite prepared to sell

Saying I think I love you
Maybe I care
It's not fair
Death Valley lives and Tracy Isn't sure what really gives

And it's a sore spot when the room's burning hot
And the desert air just cannot bring you down
Still the bed's warm but a cold arm
Keeps me floating inches off the ground

Death Valley lives and Tracy isn't sure what really gives

Go paint your toes wipe your nose and then come say good-bye
And all along tell yourself that I'm wrong if I try
Cryin' sorry it's over
I'm not to blame
What a game
Death Valley lives now I'm not even sure what really gives

 

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"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