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1. Abandoned on Tuesday — 4:15
        Jimmy Buffett
2. Don’t Bring me Candy — 2:20
        Jimmy Buffett
3. Buttermilk Grove — 3:14
        Jimmy Buffett
4. Peddlers and Pushers — 4:46
        Jimmy Buffett
5. Reservation at the Preservation Hall — 2:12
        Jimmy Buffett
6. Such a Long Haul for Such a Short Fall — 4:07
        Jimmy Buffett
7. Train to Dixieland — 3:11
        Jimmy Buffett
8. Please Take Your Drunken 15 Year Old Girlfriend Home — 4:15
        Jimmy Buffett
9. Kick it in Second Wind — 3:30
        Jimmy Buffett, Jane Slagsvol
10. Wonder Why We Ever Go Home — 2:58
        Jimmy Buffett
11. Corona Beer Ad — 0:59
        Jimmy Buffett
12. Hello Texas — 2:34
        Robby Campbell, Brian Collins
13. I Don’t Know (Spicoli’s Theme) — 3:00
        Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley
14. Turning Around — 3:14
        Jimmy Buffett
15. Don’t Bug Me — 3:27
        Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley, Jay Oliver
16. Theme from Johnny Bago — 1:02
        Jimmy Buffett
17. Mack the Knife — 4:26
        Marc Blitzstein, Bertolt Brecht, Kurt Weill
18. Mr. Spaceman — 2:56
        Roger McGuinn
19. Gulf Coast Highway — 3:14
        Danny Flowers, Nanci Griffith, James Hooker
20. Another Saturday Night — 3:36
        Sam Cooke
21. Reggae Accident — 4:55
        Lucas P. Gravell
22. Souvenirs — 3:15
        Vince Melamed and Danny O’Keefe
23. In the Same Boat — 4:28
        Jimmy Buffett, Don Henry

24. Sea Cruise — 3:07
        Huey Smith
25. Goodnight Irene — 4:33
        Huddie Ledbetter and John A. Lomax
26. Trouble on the Horizon — 6:33
        Jimmy Buffett
27. Caribbean Amphibian — 2:43
        Mark Saltzman
28. Come On In — 5:06
        Jimmy Buffett, Ralph MacDonald, Bill Salter
29. No Woman No Cry — 6:27
        Vincent Ford, Bob Marley
30. Purple People Eater — 2:10
        Sheb Wooley
31. If I Had a Boat — 3:22
        Lyle Lovett
32. Gumbo — 4:27
        Trey Anastasio, Jonathan Fishman
33. Gentlemen of Leisure — 3:12
        Jesse Winchester
34. The Natives are Restless Tonight — 3:30
        Don Tiki
35. Tiki Bar is Open — 4:58
        John Hiatt
36. A Salty Piece of Land — 4:58
        Jimmy Buffett
37. An Attitude of Gratitude — 2:27
        Christopher Cerf, Bruce Hart
38. Barstool Boogie — 3:03
        Dan Hicks
39. I love this town — 3:21
        Clive Gregson
40. Lighthouse — 3:14
        James Taylor
41. Horizon has been Defeated — 3:27
        Jack Johnson
42. Here We Are — 3:14
        Jimmy Buffett
43. Gettin’ the Picture — 3:36
        Jimmy Buffett and Mac McAnally
44. On the Road Again — 4:55
        Willie Nelson
45. In My Room — 3:15
        Gary Usher, Brian Wilson
46. We’re Still Here — 3:15
        Jimmy Buffett











Abandoned on Tuesday by Jimmy Buffett



From The A side of Jimmy’s first 45

Trembling She Spoke
And left me Standing
With a dream in my hand
and no one can keep me warm
Yesterday someone loved me
Abandoned on Tuesday man I’m feeling Blue

Where Do I Go Starting Today
Sore inside by the terrible ride she gave
Yesterday someone seemed so real
Abandoned on Tuesday can’t tell how I feel

Is it wrong to hate her
Or should I try and smile
Tell myself I didn’t care
And try to count the miles

Then fly away
and try to find my soul
In a place somewhere
were friends aren’t quite so bold
Yesterday everything seemed so fine
Abandoned on Tuesday down and left behind

Is it wrong to hate her
Or should I try and smile
Tell myself I didn’t care
And try to count the miles

Then fly away
To try and find my soul
In a place somewhere
were friends aren’t quite so bold
Yesterday someone loved me true

Abandoned on Tuesday man I’m feeling Bluex2



Don’t Bring me Candy by Jimmy Buffett

From The B Side of Jimmy’s first 45

And Don’t Bring me Candy
And Don’t tell me lies
‘Cause baby I can’t see
through your alibis
Just live like a lady
Who wants what she sees
And I’ll be there And I’ll be fair
When your True to me

And Don’t buy me Presents
That’ll I’ll neglect
All I want from you
is love and respect
Like a car on the freeway
I’ll hustle and I’ll speed

But don’t come around
and I’ll break down for one of what I need
Now you say there are lots of games
And everybody plays
But don’t forget
the one who lands on boardwalk has to pay

And Don’t Bring me Candy
And Don’t tell me lies
‘Cause baby I can’t see
through your alibis
Just live like a lady
Who wants what she sees
And I’ll be there And I’ll be fair
If you are True to me



Buttermilk Grove by Jimmy Buffett

Unreleased song performed on January 3, 1974 in Cambridge, Massachusetts

I just Started Singing
I didn’t even know the Tune
I finally Left the City
I’m a’gonna make it back home by June
Upon my Late arrival
by the Moonlight I could See
That the place I left so long ago
Still looked the same to me

Chorus
And the Flowers still grow
alongside Buttermilk Grove
Something in the air tells me
The Corn has just been sowed
Been on my last subway
No more neon signs a glow
I’m heading home to Buttermilk Grove

Now the signs above the General Store
Tell me I’m not along
And the number itn’t on the wall
Right above the Telephone
Bring my Family Runnin’
Whether they be on the road
Janey’s heading home to Buttermilk Grove

And there Stands my lady
I miss that woman so
She’s coming here to kiss me
I can feel her right threw her clothes
Yes she looks as good as ever
if not better than my dreams
It must’ve been a fever
that made me leave her that’s what it seems

So tonight I’ll pick the Banjo
Been so long since I played
But my lady she just loves it
At least that’s what she’ll say
I’ll feed it ’til my fingers bleed
And ’til the Neck is bowed
Oh, I’m heading home to Buttermilk Grove

Repeat Chorus



Peddlers and Pushers by Jimmy Buffett

Unreleased song performed at several shows in 1974

There Running out of Gas
for your automobile
The only way to get it
is gonna know how to steal
Or push your car home
’til your back starts breakin’
I’m sorry now kiddies that’s to much to take

I want to be a Peddler not a Pusher
I can’t wait ’til they find a new gusher
Skinny tires and wires
get me where i want to go

There want be gas for campers or trailers
None for big yacht’s or even Boston Wailers
The only people movin’ gonna be the sailors
Just casting their fate to the Wind

Repeat Chorus

And I Hope this record want be my final
But the copy is just about to run out of vinyl
Maybe the’ll go back to plastic on paper
Or even punching holes in vanilla wafers

Now people you have heard my warning
Better get up kinda early this morning
And get yourself down to the bicycle dealer
Pick out a one, maybe two or three wheeler

Repeat Chorus



Reservation at Preservation Hall by Jimmy Buffett


Unreleased song performed by Jimmy on March 13, 1974 in Nashville, Tennessee

You never used to need a
Reservation at the Preservation Hall
Now it’s just a restaurant
it’s got paintings all over the walls
I used to walk home every morning
i could hear sweet Emma call
You never used to need a Reservation at the Preservation Hall

Well now old Bill Baxter he played the bass
And people through money all over the place
A dollar for a request
Five dollars for The Saint’s go marchin’ in
And the ceiling fans they would flutter
And those old benches sure would shutter
But it seems like those things
gone and never gonna come again

Chorus

It was the kind of place I’d say
A little informal you might think
Everybody came from miles around
And it didn’t matter who you were
When you got there you took the cure
Took what’s good of little Sweet Emma
And the old boys sound

You never used to need a
Reservation at the Preservation Hall
Now it’s some kinda silly restaurant
it’s got paintings all over the walls
I used to walk home every morning
i could hear sweet Emma call
You never used to need a Reservation at the Preservation Hall

Before the buildings all got tall
You never used to need a Reservation
I used sweat some respiration
And I got some good vibrations from the preservation hall



Such a Long Haul for Such a Short Fall by Jimmy Buffett

Unreleased song performed by Jimmy January 3, 1974 in Cambridge, Massachusetts

Do I see a letter
leaning up against my door
Did see send my money
I know she must be sore
Know it’s just another bill
Some other fool wants more
And it’s Such a long Haul for such a Short Fall

I’ve made that jump before
And if they see me sneaking
down that fire escape at two
Sildin’ down the alley
lord I did not leave a clue
And if I can’t pay my rent
Eviction is overdue
And it’s Such a long Haul for such a Short Fall
That’s why I’m calling you

And it’s Such a long Haul for such a Short Fall
in the one year since we parted
I say your doing well that’s not hard to tell
But hell i can’t get started

Now I could be a junkie
looking for some easy thrill
But I don’t got no water
And I’m afraid of swallowing pills
Oh I always thought that Jesus never took his eyes off me
But now I think his glass is broke or else he just can’t see

And that’s why it’s Such a long Haul for such a Short Fall
From my island to my hole in the sea
Such a long Haul for such a Short Fall
The situation is to much for me

And it’s Such a long Haul for such a Short Fall
in the one year since we parted
I say your doing well that’s not hard to tell
But hell I can’t get started

And I always thought that Jesus never took his eyes off me
But now I know that his glass is broke or else he just can’t see

That’s why it’s Such a long Haul for such a Short Fall
From my island to my hole in the sea
Such a long Haul for such a Short Fall
The situation is to much for me



Train to Dixieland by Jimmy Buffett

Cut from the album "Havana Daydreamin‘"

Chorus
Get out the Way The Train’s comin’
Get out the way it’s close at hand
Get out the way The Train’s comin’
Get out the way That Train to Dixieland

Train down to Dixieland
you all heard about
It don’t run no more
In fact you know it all ran out
Used to hear that whistle blowin’ like a thousand screams
It used to be the fast’s thing I’d ever seen

Repeat Chorus

I used to steal away sometimes and go down by the Tracks
Stand so close the wind would nearly knock me on my back
I won’t forget the winter nights that lose that lonesome sound
I won’t forget that railroad train that shook me to the ground

Repeat Chorus

Only time I went up north to take a look around
Found out why that train was in a hurry coming down
Years were passing faster then that train could ever run
I guess it died and went somewhere the way John Henry done

Repeat Chorus x2



Please Take Your Drunken 15 year old girlfriend Home by Jimmy Buffett

Cut from the album "Havana Daydreamin‘"

Chorus
Please take your girlfriend home
She’s only 15 she shouldn’t be back here alone
I’m horny and my mind begins to roam
So Please take your drunken 15 year old girlfriend home

She found mama’s Quaalude script
Took a few just right before the show
She’s no beer drinker
She used the bathroom 15 times I know
Overtures were rather crude
Her boyfriend he was more than rude to me
I’m twenty-eight and I don’t date
But i can still meet fancy women just for free

Repeat Chorus

Said our show was rather dull
She liked Jethro Tull more then she liked us
Said a cab costs twenty bucks
I gave her thirty cents to ride the bus
Then she hit me with a line
Something with which I could not agree
When she said she dug the harmonica player
a whole lot more then she really dug me

Repeat Chorus



Kick it in Second Wind by Jimmy Buffett and Jane Slagsvol

Alternate version of the song that appears on the album "Havana Daydreamin‘"

One o’clock in the mornin’
people pilin’ into the door
Drinks are still comin’ in and
I’m barely hummin’ and the
audience is screamin’ for more
Somebody’s locked in the bathroom
manager can’t find the key
I pity that man but from where I stand
it’s lookin like a pris’ner is me

Chorus
So won’t you kick it in second wind
we got two more hours to go
Loosin anymore hope we’ll be savin’ my throat
and we’ve still got to do another show

My mind started to wander
In the middle of the second song
Dreamin’ I was at sea, just my baby and me
when the words started coming out wrong
Waitresses are pickin’ up glasses
The bartender screamed last call
When I looked to my right I saw a terrible sight
And the bass man took a bad fall

Chorus

It’s three o’clock in the mornin’
runnin’ on adrenalin
What I’m tryin to say is that tomorrow’s the day
And we’ve got to do it over again

Chorus



Wonder Why We Ever Go Home by Jimmy Buffett

Cut from the album "Havana Daydreamin‘"

People movin’ and surein’
there humors in need of repair
Same occupations and same obuglations
They’ve really got nothing to share
like driving around with no spare

Years grow shorter not longer
the more spend on your own
Feelings for moving grow stronger
So you wonder why you ever go home

River gets deeper not shallow
The more you move down the stream
Waters move stronger and faster
As you race to keep up with your dream
How they shine and they glitter and gleam

Years grow shorter not longer
the more spend on your own
Feelings for moving grow stronger
So you wonder why you ever go home



Corona Beer Ad by Jimmy Buffett

Performed by Jimmy for Corona Beer in the Early 80’s

There’s a whole new taste that is Happenin’
Started in Old Mexico
But now you can find the same pleasure
In places wherever you go
Talkin’ ’bout Corona Extra
Mexico’s number one beer
So come on along sang the words to this song
It’s the taste that is comin’ in clear

Chorus
Comin’ in Clear From across the border
Yellow and Blue and Made to Order
Cross the border to Corona Extra
Corona Extra Beer
Corona Extra is Here



Hello Texas by Robby Campbell and Brian Collins

Performed Jimmy for the "Urban Cowboy" Movie soundtrack

Just Pulled out of Chicago
Partied ole’ chi-town round
Rollin’ along that Interstate 10
Lord knows where Texas bound

Chorus
Hello Texas
Sure is good to see you Again
Hello Texas
Sure is good to see me a friend

Now we’ve been to New York City
We’ve been to L.A. too
People in those Towns love to party down
But they don’t boggy like the Bee-Gees do

Chorus
Hello Texas
Sure is good to see you a friend
Hello Texas
Sure is good to see you again

Bridge

You know we ain’t Knockin’ the rest of the Country
You know we really think it’s great
Seems I left a part of my heart somewhere in the longstar state

Repeat Bridge

Repeat first Chorus x3



I Don’t Know (Spicoli’s Theme) by Jimmy Buffett and Michael Utley

Performed by Jimmy for the "Fast Times at Ridgemont High" movie soundtrack

You tell me i’m running on lost time
You tell me i’m draggin’ my heels
Do you make the most out of our time
Do you think you know how i feel

Chorus
I don’t know I don’t Know
which way i should go
I don’t know I don’t know

It’s to gnarly a day
for the classroom mon
There breaking so nice down the coast
Let’s jump in the car catch a buzz on
cruisin what i dig the most

Chorus
I don’t know I don’t know
if the wind’s gonna blow
I don’t Know I don’t know

Now i’ve got a terminal daydream
It’s something you’ll never know
I keep it right here in my backpack mon
And take it wherever i go

Chorus
I don’t know I don’t know
If I’m high or I’m low
I don’t know
I don’t know I don’t know
If I’m high or I’m low
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know




Turning Around by Jimmy Buffett

Unreleased song recorded for the movie "Summer Rental"

Sometimes I feel like a propeller
Spin Spin out of control
I don’t know who’s up on the throttle
Oh I wish they’d let it go.

All I ever do is get dizzy
Thinkin’ thinkin’ things left undone
Been stuck here so long down on zero
I’d just like to make it to one

Chorus:
Turnin’ around
Heros and clowns
Holdin’ my ground
Oh I’ve been down
I’m Turnin Around

Turnin’ around
Lost ’til were found
Holdin’ our ground
Oh I’ve been down
turnin’ around

Sometimes I get lost in daydreamin’
Sleep Sleep my life away
I know in my heart I’m a sailor
And my ship is on the way

There never is an end to believers
Lookin’ lookin’ for the right sign
If everything will just keep on turnin’
All that I want will be mine.

Chorus:
Turning around
Heros and clowns
Holdin’ my ground
Oh I’ve been down
I’m turnin’ around

Turnin’ around
Lost ’til we’re found
Holdin’ our ground
Oh I’ve been down
I’m turnin’ around

Chorus:
Turnin’ around
Heros and clowns
Holdin’ our ground
Oh I’ve been down
I’m turnin’ around

Turnin’ around
Lost ’til we’re found



Don’t Bug Me by Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley, and Jay Oliver

Performed for the "Arachnaphobia" Movie soundtrack

Don’t Bug Me Don’t mug me
I’m better left alone
Let me twirl In my world
Out in the wild unknown
Night Crawlin’ Free Fallin’
Just don’t get in my way
Don’t squish me Or death wish me
That’s all I have to say

I can spin a web
I can spin a tale
Leave me in the jungle
Take me to the town
Right side up or upside down

I’m fakey  Real Flakey
8 legs and one pea brain
So don’t bug me Don’t mug me
Just try and act humane

I can cover tracks
And never leave a trail
Leave me in the jungle
Take me to the town
Right side up or upside down

Don’t bug me Don’t mug me
I’m better left alone
Let me twirl In my world
Out in the wild unknown
Don’t bug me
Don’t mug me
That’s all I have to say



Theme from Johnny Bago by Jimmy Buffett

Performed for the short lived TV Show “Johnny Bago”

Life’s too complicated, it’s too complex
Bounced from town to town like rubber checks
Didn’t know at the time
I’d pay double for the crime
Not to mention a serious problem with the opposite sex
I guess that’s friggin’ that
Like an anchovy to an alley-cat
Johnny Bago’s gonna have his say
A little further down the lost highway

You see, that’s friggin’ that
Talkin’ to a Bago diplomat
Johnny Bago’s gonna have his say
A little further down the lost highway
A little further down the lost highway



Mack the Knife by Marc Blitzstein, Bertolt Brecht, and Kurt Weill

Duet with Frank Sinatra that appears on “Duets II”

(Frank)
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth dear
And he shows ‘em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath dear
And he keeps it, keeps it way out of sight

(Jimmy)
When that shark bites with his teeth dear
Scarlet billows they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves has Macheath dear
So there’s never, never a trace of red

(Frank)
On the sidewalk one Sunday mornin’
(Jimmy)
Lies a body oozin’ life
(Frank)
Someone’s sneaking ’round that corner
(Both)
Could that someone, perhaps, per chance, be Mack the Knife?

(Jimmy)
From a tugboat on the river goin’ slow
(Frank)
A cement bag is dropping down
(Jimmy)
You Know the cement is for the weight, dear
(Frank)
You can make a large bet that bum is in town, Yeah he’s in town

My man Louie Miller,
(Jimmy)
He split the scene, babe
(Frank)
After drawin’ out all the bread from his stash
(Jimmy)
Now Macheath spends like a sailor
Do you suppose this guy did something rash?

(Both)
Ah, old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
That Old Blue Eyes, he ain’t gonna add anything new, oh yes you do

(Frank)
But with this big fat band jumpin’ behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, (That’s Jimmy, Frank!) I know I can’t lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
It’s an offer, you can never refuse

(Jimmy)
We got Patrick Williams
(Frank)
Bill Miller playin’ that piano
And this wonderful great big band bringing up the rear
All these bad cats in this band now
They make the greatest sounds, you ever gonna hear

Oh Sookie Taudry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum, Miss Lulu Brown
(Jimmy)
Yeah the line forms, on the right dear
(Frank)
Now that Macheath
(Jimmy)
Oh that Macheath
(Frank)
Yeah that bum is back
(Jimmy)
Oh, he’s back
(Frank)
Yeah I’m gonna tell you what I think he should do
You better lock your door, and call the law
Because Macheath’s, he’s come back to town



Mr. Spaceman by Roger McGuinn

Duet with Gonzo that appears on “Kermit Unpigged”

(Talking)

Rizzo: Hey Look Gonzo, Jimmy’s Buffet!

Gonzo: Oh, No No No No That s says Jimmy Buffett. He’s Recording in there.
Come on let’s go say hello.

Rizzo: No thanks, I saw a sign down the hall that said meatloaf.

Gonzo: Well I’m going to see Jimmy…

Gonzo: Hello Jimmy

Jimmy: Gonzo

Gonzo: Hey, you don’t look so good

Jimmy: I had the most amazing night last night
(Singing)

(Jimmy)
Woke up this morning, with light in my eye
And then realized it was still dark outside
It was a light coming down from the sky
I don’t know who or why

(Gonzo)
Must be those strangers that come every night
whose saucer shaped light, put people uptight
Leave blue green footprints that glow in the dark
I hope they get home alright

(Chorus, Both)
Hey Mr. Spaceman
won’t you please take me along
I won’t do anything wrong
Hey Mr. Spaceman
won’t you please take me along for the ride

(Jimmy)
Woke up this morning
I was feeling quite weird
Had flies in my ear and my toothpaste was smeared
Opened my window
they had written my name
(Both)
Said so long, we’ll see you again!

(Chorus, Both)
Hey Mr. Spaceman
won’t you please take me along
I won’t do anything wrong
Hey Mr. Spaceman
won’t you please take me along for the ride

(Talking)

Rizzo: Hey you two.

Gonzo: What do you want Rizzo?

Rizzo: You won’t believe this, but there’s a space ship outside.

Jimmy: Oh yeah, I knew they’d come back for me.

Rizzo: What!

Jimmy: Come on boys, let’s go

Gonzo: Yeah, let’s go

Rizzo: No way, I’m not goin up in that thing.

Gonzo: Oh Rizzo

(Singing)

(Chorus)

Both: Hey Mr. Spaceman,
won’t you please take me along.
I won’t do anything wrong.
Hey Mr. Spaceman,
won’t you please take me along for the ride.
Won’t you please take me along for the ride.

(Talking)

Jimmy: Alright Gonzo, you ready to go?

Gonzo: Sure

Rizzo: Gonzo, you can’t leave. You have to be here for the end of the album

Gonzo: Ah, yeah

Jimmy: Hey, see you later guys. I’m space bound.

Rizzo: Have a nice flight

Gonzo: Yeah, see you in the tabloids

Gonzo: Say Rizzo, is there any of that meatloaf left?

Rizzo: Nah, the was some big guy in there. I guess he ate it all.



Gulf Coast Highway by Danny Flowers, Nanci Griffith, and James Hooker

Duet with Nanci Griffith that appears on the group "Evangeline"s debut album

(Nanci Griffith)
Gulf Coast Highway
He worked the rails
He worked the rice fields
With their cool dark wells
He worked the oil rigs in the
Gulf of Mexico
The only thing we’ve ever owned
Is this old house here by the road
And when he dies he says he’ll catch
some blackbird’s wing
Then he will fly away to Heaven come
some sweet blue bonnet spring

(Jimmy Buffett)
She walked through springtime
When I was home
The days were sweet
The nights were warm
The seasons change, the jobs would
come… the flowers fade
This old house felt so alone
When the work took me away

Chorus
And when she dies she says, she’ll
catch some blackbirds wing
Then she will fly away to Heaven come
some sweet blue bonnet spring

(Both)
Highway 90
The jobs are gone
We tend our garden
We set the sun
This is the only place on earth
blue bonnets grow
Once a year they come and go
At this old house here by the road

Chorus
And when we die we say, we’ll
catch some blackbirds wing
Then we will fly away to Heaven come
some sweet blue bonnet spring

Repeat Chorus



Another Saturday Night by Sam Cooke

Appears on the "Margaritaville Cafe: Late Night Menu" compilation

Chorus
Another Saturday Night And I Ain’t got Nobody
I get some Money ’cause i just got paid
How i wish i had someone to talk to
I’m in an awful way

I got in town a month ago
I’ve seen a lot of girls since then
If i could meet ‘em i could get ‘em
But as yet i haven’t met ‘em
That’s why i’m in the shape i’m in

Chorus
Now another fellow told me
He had a sister who looked just fine
But instead of being me deliverance
She had a strange resemblance
To a cat named Frankenstein

Chorus x2

It’s hard on a fellow
When he don’t know his way around
If i don’t find me a honey
To help me spend this money
I’m headin’ back to Key West town

Chorus x2

Spoken:
It’s awful
All dressed up and no place to go
No one to help me spend my flow
Another Saturday Night
Get me the pizza Man



Reggae Accident by Lucas P. Gravell

Appears on the "Margaritaville Cafe: Late Night Menu" compilation

Spoken:
"Okay now, get ready here’s your part. Now listen to me."

It was a reggae accident
I said a reggae accident
I can’t here you
A reggae accident
A reggae accident
A reggae accident
Now make room for the band
A reggae accident
Here they come here they come
A reggae accident
I say make room for them
A reggae accident
Ha ha, look out now
It was a reggae accident
A reggae accident

This is not a political statement
Nor is it a farce
In the land of the great bald bird
The Rasta man is sparse

He does not like our urban jungle
Or our capitalistic nightmare
He does not believe in auto insurance
Mon I don’t believe that is fair

It was a reggae accident
Four Rasta’s in a rambler
A reggae accident
They came from out of nowhere
A reggae accident
They were smoking some spliff cigars
A reggae accident
They totaled out my car

I lost the case that sealed my fate
Last week in municipal court
The judge ruled for Rasta restitution
Of a most peculiar sort

Now there’s four stoned faces at my dinner table
And my wife wonders how come
She does not mind the extra mouths to feed
As much as she minds those after dinner drums

We sing was a reggae accident
Four Rasta’s eating pasta
A reggae accident
Pass the parmesan please
A reggae accident
How does a Rasta spell relief
A reggae accident
No problem mon, pass the spliff

Oh reggae down…

Now the sun shines on the isle of Jamaica
As it’s done since time began
No problem says the Rasta mon
When I asked to join his band

You see I sold my house I quit my job
I left that narrow-minded wife
And I moved to the island of Jamaica ya
Just to live that Rasta life

It was a reggae accident
Four Rasta’s in a rambler
A reggae accident
They came from out of nowhere
A reggae accident
They were smoking some spliff cigars
A reggae accident
Now I’ve become a Rasta star

It was a reggae accident
Look out world
A reggae accident
You know the harder they come
A reggae accident
The harder they fall one and all
A reggae accident
It was just an accident one day
A reggae accident
A reggae accident
A reggae accident
A reggae accident

Spoken:
"Come back, come back to Jamaica
Come back to the way things used to be
Ya, ya let’s play some dominoes now mon
Come on…"



Souvenirs by Vince Melamed and Danny O’Keefe

Appears on the "Margaritaville Cafe: Late Night Menu" compilation

Someone wants a piece of you
Never let ‘em pay
What you do not give them
Time takes anyway
Had I known what love is worth
I could have saved the tears
Might have come in handy
Like souvenirs

I didn’t see her comin’
‘Til my head turned in surprise
Thinking I must know her
But it was her thin disguise
She padded up her innocence
And tightly cinched her fears
But she saved a little room
For souvenirs

I still go to pieces
But I don’t go as often
Placeless times in space
Where all the edges soften
She took me away
Where I couldn’t send her
I knew that she would leave me
Something to remember

I wanted more than one
Until I found the one I wanted
Her memories are ghosts now
Though I’m still pretty haunted
What we gave each other
Ain’t exactly clear
Probably comes under the heading
Of souvenirs

Pieces, bits, and pieces
Add up through the years
I’ve collected a small fortune
In souvenirs



In the Same Boat by Jimmy Buffett and Don Henry

Live in Charlotte, NC June 27, 1993. Cut from the album "Fruitcakes"

She was Hurt by her only Man
So she spilt for the Yucatan
Once upon a long time ago
Oh how the winds of fate can blow

Early Morning Reelin’ line
Dreadin’ that ‘ole 5 to 9
Early Morning at the Pier
I saw her there all in Tears

What is your Story Lonely one
Running away and not the only one

Chorus
‘Cause i’ve known love to cause some pain
Where In the Same Boat, Same Boat
Livin Here and I’ve Lend my Name
Cause it seems to Me where in the Same Boat
Ohhh, Same Boat

Gentle words convince the girl
To take a ride in this sailor’s world
Chasin’ stars like the old Maji
An endless ocean lullaby

Anchored off of Big Whale Kay
She told her tell in the Passage Way
She had me down to a T
Scary Similarities

Standing Breathless face to face
The inevitable was taking place

Chorus
‘Cause i’ve known love but not like this
Where In the Same Boat, Same Boat
I Fell forever in your kiss
‘Cause it seems to Me where in the Same Boat
Ohhh, Same Boat

Navigating us back home
You’ll never have to steer alone, Again

Chorus
Riding on the old Trade Winds
In the Same Boat, Same Boat
Finally our Ships came in
‘Cause it seems to Me where in the Same Boat
Ohhh, Same Boat

Repeat chorus



Sea Cruise by Huey Smith

Appears on the "Margaritaville Cafe: Late Night Gumbo" compilation

Old man Rhythm is in my shoes
No use sittin’ and a singin’ the blues
So be my guest, you got nothin’ to lose
Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise

Chorus
Ooo eee, ooo eee, baby
Ooo eee, ooo eee, baby
Ooo eee, ooo eee, baby
Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise

Feel like jumpin’
Baby, won’t you join me please
I don’t like beggin’
But know I’m on bended knees

I got to get rockin’ get my hat off the rack
I got to boogie woogie like a knife in the back
So be my guest, you got nothin’ to lose
Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise?

Chorus
Ooo eee, ooo eee, baby
Ooo eee, ooo eee, baby
Ooo eee, ooo eee, baby
Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise

I got to get to movin’ and I ain’t lyin’
My heart is beatin’ rhythm and it’s right on time
So be my guest, you got nothin’ to lose
Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise

Chorus
Ooo eee, ooo eee, baby
Ooo eee, ooo eee, baby
Ooo eee, ooo eee, baby
Won’t you let me take you on a sea cruise

Feel like jumpin’
Baby, won’t you join me please
I don’t like beggin’
But know I’m on bended knees

Chorus x3



Goodnight Irene by Huddie Ledbetter and John A. Lomax

Appears on the "Margaritaville Cafe: Late Night Gumbo" compilation

Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I’ll see you in my dreams

Last saturday night I got married
Me and my love settled down
Now me and my love are parted
I’m gonna take another stroll downtown

Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I’ll see you in my dreams

Sometimes I live in the country
Sometimes I live in the town
Sometimes I have a great notion
To jump In the river and drown

Irene goodnight, Irene good night
Good night Irene, good night Irene
I’ll get you in my dreams

Last Night as i lay sleepin’
As i lay across my bed
Last night i had this nightmare Oh God
I Dreamed Irene was there

chorus x4



Trouble on the Horizon by Jimmy Buffett

Appears on "Music for Our Mother Ocean Vol.2" compilation

Spoken
"This is a song that started a long time ago. Back when there
was just the water world. There was this strange looking fish
that moved along the hidden currents of the deep dark ocean.
He knew he was different because he could sense there was
something else in his nature. He swam in circles for millions
of years and one day he decided it was time to go up. He
was soon in the world of light where he remained a long time
until his eyes allowed him to see color. The world was no
longer a dark place and he moved further up into the light
and one day before he knew it he was no longer in the water
world. His head was above the surface and he felt his gills
turn into lungs and he said "Ah shit! I’m an amphibian!"
Then he slowly swam towards the shallow waters and
marshes of the shore and one day he felt the ground
beneath his feet. There he gathered his wits, checked
his balance, and stood erect. And THAT’S when the
trouble began!"

Well the birds disappeared and the sky began to turn purple
From the skeleton coast to the land of violins
Sailors prayed to the patron saint of lightening
"Please St. Barbara, save our miserable skins."
They say that God takes care of drunks and fools and children
That leaves the rest of us rummaging for alibis
But friends there’s trouble, trouble on the horizon
And it wears an inconspicuous disguise
You never see it coming
You never have a clue
But there’s trouble on the horizon Bubbling like a roux

You have to taste the weather
You’ve got to touch the storm
There is trouble on the horizon Waiting to perform

You gave us cigarettes, guns, and whiskey
And watch what happens
Then add a little nuclear fusion and some gasoline
We got trouble, trouble right here in River City
Every day’s becoming Halloween
We never see it coming
We never have a clue
But there’s trouble on the horizon waiting for the barbecue

You have to taste the weather
You’ve got to touch the storm
There is trouble on the horizon Waiting to perform

I’ve seen a spaceship built by Howard Hughes
I’ve been a witness to some strange taboos
I’ve seen a storm from deep inside the eye
Of hurricane don’t lie
Hurricane’s don’t lie

In the hour of desperation
You’ll cry like a baby
When it comes right down to merely molecules
Hell, you can pray to Jesus or a flock of pink flamingos
but in the hour of desperation are the fools
I hope that all the greedy bastards in the world Come back as lobsters
You know that life at the bottom of the food chain Suits them well
I think that all of the evil people of the world Come back as horseflies
They want one last bite before they’re sent to hell

You better know it’s coming
You’ve got to have a clue
There is trouble on the horizon Bubbling like a roux

You have to taste the weather
You’ve got to touch the storm
To keep trouble on the horizon
You got to stay informed

Trouble out there, ain’t going no where
Trouble on the horizon
Trouble out there, ain’t going no where
You got to trouble on the horizon
Trouble out there
Trouble out there
I see bad moon arising



Carribean Amphibian by Mark Saltzman

From Sesame Street

(Jimmy)
I know a tropical island
Where the mango moon and banana sun shine

(Kermit the Frog)
And on this tropical island
There lives a cousin of mine

(Jimmy)
Sometimes he lives on the water
Sometimes he lives on the land
Sometimes he like to go sun himself
On soft carribean sand

He’s a Caribbean amphibian
He likes to hop in the tropical sea
Carribean amphibian
A frog in a coconut tree

(Kermit the Frog)
The flying fish and the turtles
They’ve seen him hop where the pineapple grows
He likes to see all the islands
So island-hopping he goes

(Jimmy)
Sometimes he hops to Jamaica
Sometimes to Haiti he hops
Sometimes a warm Puerto Rican beach
Is where he finally stops

He’s a Caribbean amphibian
He likes to hop in the tropical sea
Carribean amphibian
A frog in a coconut tree
A frog in a coconut tree

(Jimmy)
Sometimes he lives in the water
Sometimes he lives on the land
Sometimes he likes to play music in
An all-amphibian band

Everybody!

He’s a Caribbean amphibian
He likes to hop in the tropical sea
Carribean amphibian
A frog in a coconut tree
A frog in a coconut tree
He’s a frog in a coconut tree

Ribbit! Ribbit!



Come On In by Jimmy Buffett, Ralph MacDonald, and Bill Salter

Appears on the album "Club Trini: Late Night Live"

Oh the High Road
Took us long and far and fast
Just like the Wind blew
But we knew it couldn’t last
So we went our separate ways
It was not our time or place to settle down
Oh, wisdom takes it’s time to come around

To the fall out of living day to day
I hear you call out in that old familiar way
It’s a signal from your heart
It’s a sign of love much stronger than before
So baby don’t just stand there in the door

Chorus
Come On In
Come in from the danger
Come On In
Where the water’s calm
Come On In
Feel your Grin were not really strangers
Just want you to know
This ain’t no Cloak and dag of show
It’s a waterfall of love just overflow

It’s amazing how
Both of us have changed
Just like two children
We have only come of age
Now the circle’s getting small
No time to play that game of win or loose
Let’s give it one more shot what can we loose

Repeat Chorusx4



No Woman No Cry by Vincent Ford and Bob Marley

Appears on the album "Club Trini: Late Night Live"

No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry

I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
Georgie he could make the fire lights
They would burn into the night
Old Friends have come Old Friends have gone
Along the way
This great future, you can’t forget our past
Dry your tears, I say

No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry

I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
Georgie he could make the fire lights
It would burn into the night
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I’ll share with you
This great future we can’t forget our past
So let that love light shine on through
Everything’s gonna be all right
Everything’s gonna be all right
Everything’s gonna be all right
Everything’s gonna be all right
Everything’s gonna be all right
Everything’s gonna be all right
Everything’s gonna be all right
Everything’s gonna be all right

I said no woman, no cry
No woman no cry

I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
Georgie he could make the fire lights
It would burn into the night
Then we would cook porridge
Of which I’ll share with you
This great future we can’t forget our past
Let the love come shine on you

No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry



Purple People Eater by Sheb Wooley

From the movie “Contact.” A Reggae Version also exists.

Well I saw the thing comin’ out of the sky
It had the one long horn, and a one big eye
I commenced to shakin’ and I said “ooh-eee”
It looks like a purple eater to me

It was a one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater
(One-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater)
A one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater
Sure looks strange to me (One eye?)

Well he came down to earth and he lit in a tree
I said Mr. Purple People Eater, don’t eat me
I heard him say in a voice so gruff
I wouldn’t eat you cuz you’re so tough

One-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater
One-eyed, one-horned flyin’ purple people eater
One-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater
Sure looks strange to me (One horn?)

I said Mr. Purple People Eater, what’s your line
He said it’s eatin’ purple people and it sure is fine
But that’s not the reason that I came to land
I wanna get a job in a rock and roll band

Well bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin’ purple people eater
Pigeon-toed, undergrowed, flyin’ purple people eater
(He wears short shorts)
Flyin’ purple people eater
What a sight to see

And then he swung from the tree and he lit on the ground
He started to rock, really rockin’ around
It was a crazy ditty with a swingin’ tune
Sing a boop boop aboopa lopa lum bam boom

Well bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin’ purple people eater
Pigeon-toed, undergrowed, flyin’ purple people eater
(I like short shorts)
Friendly people eater
Purple People Eater (Purple People?)

And then he went on his way, and then what do ya know
I saw him last night on a TV show
He was blowing it out, a’really knockin’ em dead
Playin’ rock and roll music through the horn in his head

(clarinet solo)



If I had a Boat by Lyle Lovett

Unreleased song performed by Jimmy in 2000 and 2001

If I had a boat
I’d go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I’d ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
And sit Me upon my pony on my boat

If I were Roy Rogers
I surely would be single
I couldn’t bring myself to marrying old Dale
It’d just be me and trigger
Riding through the movies
Then we’d buy a boat and on the sea we’d sail

And if I had a boat
I’d go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I’d ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

The mystery masked man was smart
He got himself a Tonto
‘Cause Tonto did the dirty work for free
But Tonto he was smarter
And one day said kemo sabe
Kiss my ass I bought a boat
I’m going out to sea

And if I had a boat
I’d go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I’d ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

And if I were like lightning
I wouldn’t need no sneakers
I’d come and go as free as I would please
And I’d scare ‘em by the shade tree
And I’d scare ‘em by the light pole
But I would not scare my pony on my boat out on the sea

And if I had a boat
I’d go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I’d ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat



Gumbo by Trey Anastasio and Jonathan Fishman

Appears on the album "Sharin’ the Groove: Celebrating the Music of Phish"

There’s a mouse starin’ out of the window
His car is trapped in the snow
He’s planning a family vacation
But he just can’t go
Around the next corner’s a red bird
His feathers are trapped in a sling
He’s passed by some gunslinging parrot
Who’s jealout ain’t got no grin

There ain’t no time to stash the gumbo
Or rattle around in a cage
The sacrificed child’s made bubbles
And spittle is everywhere enraged
In a hot sand or in a my feet
They’re blistered and caked with debris
Chez rolez is guarding the tote board
While Angry piddles with glee

There’s a fool writing notes on sandpaper
He’s sending them off to himself
He gets them a couple days later
Who put them along his top shelf
If you get tired of shavings
And carve up a good hunk of wood
Remembering to check on the sausage
He’s got cooking somewhere look good

There ain’t no time to stash the gumbo
Or rattle around in a cage
The sacrificed child’s made bubbles
And spittle is everywhere enraged
In a hot sand or in a my feet
They’re blistered and caked with debris
Chez rolez is guarding the tote board
While Angry piddles with glee

ChorusX2



Gentlemen of Leisure by Jesse Winchester

Live November 4, 2000 in East Hampton, NY. Unreleased song performed by Jimmy in 2001 and 2002

I’m want a job that’s not too demanding
Where You Do a lot of Standing
Don’t wanna be a elevator operator
No way a salesman, No way a waiter
Cause I’m a Gentlemen, I’m a Gentlemen of Leisure
Let me Take my Time, bet you I can please you
‘Cause I’m a Gentlemen, a Gentlemen of Leisure

Classified ads don’t look too appealing
I don’t know, but i got this feeling
It Might take a while to find a position
With a pretty secretary and some time to go fishin’
I’m a Gentlemen, Gentlemen of Leisure

40 hour week could you make it 30
No Heavy Liftin’ I Get myself Dirty
Beautiful office 37th floor
Tiles on the roof, sign on the door
That says Gentlemen of Leisure

Hey I Look nice in a clean white collar
Take home pay oh say a million dollars
I keep lookin’ I’ll never say die
‘Cause someone somewhere is lookin’ for a guy
Who’s a Gentlemen, a Gentlemen of Leisure
I’m a Gentlemen of Leisure
Set me in the Sun, baby I will please you
‘Cause I’m a Gentlemen, a Gentlemen of Leisure
I’m a Gentlemen, a Gentlemen of Leisure



The Natives are Restless Tonight by Don Tiki

Performed live Every Night During the 2003-2004 Tiki Time Tour

(Jimmy)
Let me tell you ’bout my neighborhood
If you’re visiting tonight
You better stay out of the shadows
Stay in the bright, bright light
Don’t take fright, the natives are restless tonight

(Nadirah)
They’re not particularly interested in me or you
They’re just looking for some meat
They can put in their stew
Don’t take fright, the natives are restless tonight

And they say…
Hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey
Hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey

(Jimmy)
It’s best to stay upstairs
With the Good Book alone
‘Cause when the drums start burnin’
You better leave your sermons at home
Don’t take fright, the natives are restless tonight

And they say…
Hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey
Hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey

(Nadirah)
You might consider yourself lucky
Just to be alive
‘Cause it’s a full moon tonight
And it’s right for a conquering tribe
Don’t take fright, the natives are restless tonight

And they say…
Hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey
Hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey

Hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey
Hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey



Tiki Bar is Open by John Hiatt

Performed live Every Night During the 2003-2004 Tiki Time Tour

Chorus
Thank God the tiki bar is open
Thank God the tiki torch still shines
Thank God the tiki bar is open
Come on in and open up your mind

On a leave of absence
With no resemblance to reality
I felt like a rocket launched into the wild blue yonder
By the boys down at Kennedy

Checked into His Majesty’s Court Hotel
Where the sign said “praise his name”
I was tired and alone I didn’t feel too well
But I don’t think that he was to blame

Chorus

Full moon over (Concert City/State)
Full moon in my mind
And my sun tan dream is still out of reach
And the strip malls are robbing me blind

Well his name was Captain Adam Troy
And he sailed the “Kon-Tiki”
Now the captain’s gone but he won’t be forgotten
Nor his likes will we ever see

Chorus

Well a drink ain’t no solution
But it can calm your fears
And if that tiki bar closes down tonight
Well I just might dissappear
Chorus Twice



A Salty Piece of Land by Jimmy Buffett

From the book "A Salty Piece of Land"

I was listening for answers
That i could not really hear
When the words of a wise old Indian
Put a conch shell to my ear
And i took off for the ocean
I was searching for the coast
Painting Pictures of my vision
With the words from Grandma ghost
Hiding from the dragons
Riding for the sea
Singing ballads from my Childhood
A Pirate’s life for me
Survivor’s seem to function best
When peril is at hand
Where the songs of the ocean
Meets A Salty Piece of land

I was force-fed my religion
But i somehow saved my smile
Tapped into my instincts
As i headed for exile
Cleopatra did not on a barge
But a schooner was her home
She had centuries of stories
And there’s wisdom in her bones
She was on a sacred mission
And she told me of a place
Where a man could hide forever
And never loose his faith
So i saddled up my seahorse
With a fly-rod in my hand
I was not looking for salvation
Just A Salty Piece of Land

Some days Kayo Loco shines
Like the stars up in the sky
And the seabirds they do touch and go’s
While the world just Tango’s by
But there are times when she is hidden
Beneath the wild and crashing ways
And the patron saint of lightning
Keeps the sailors from their graves
Some say it is a blinding sword
Pointing out into the sea
While others say her guiding light
Leads toward eternity
Still i sit here in contemplation
And i just don’t understand
This mysterious attraction
Of this Salty Piece of Land

Still i search the constellations
And the tiny grains of sand
Where the song of the ocean
Meets A Salty Piece of Land 



An Attitude of Gratitude by Christopher Cerf and Bruce Hart

From the "Thanks And Giving: All Year Long" compilation

Bully in the playground Where am i gonna play
Found another playground Half a block away
Made a little song up Called a little rhyme
An Attitude of Gratitude will do it everytime

Chorus
An Attitude of Gratitude When stuff has got you down
Can get sastisfiatude and Turn yourself around
An Attitude of Gratitude Hooray for what’s o.k.
Say thank you with infactatude it’s a brand new day

Now daddy’s in the doghouse Mama’s up a tree
But I’ve got a bouefta looking after me
Made myself a sandwich A little P & J
An Attitude of Gratitude can chase the clouds away

Chorus
An Attitude of Gratitude that’s what it’s all about
That No-hope-to-be-had-atude is sure to wear you out
An Attitude of Gratitude Hooray for what’s o.k.
Say thank you with a infactatude it’s a brand new day

Everything’s a dollar a dollar twenty-five
Haven’t got a dollar but i’m glad to be alive
I stole a look at Janey she stole a look at me
An Attitude of Gratitude is absolutely free
They say this is the showdown They say it’s us or them
They just can’t see that us and we are relatives and friends
I made a little song up put it on the charts
Says come on people everybody open up your heart

Chorus
An Attitude of Gratitude when pushes come to shove
Eliminates combatatude and changes fear to love
An Attitude of Gratitude Hooray for what’s o.k.
Say thank you with a infactatude it’s a brand new day



Barstool Boogie by Dan Hicks

From Dan Hicks and The Hot Licks album “Selected Shorts”

I wish i was crazy tonight(Your are ready Crazy)(Dan)
As Crazy as i was that night(And a Little Lazy)(Dan)
When the beat got a little too right(Everybody boppin)(Jimmy)
And Nobody Cooks it right(They were Table Hopping)(Jimmy)
When the dance floor was too Full(It was a little rowdy)(Dan)
When the band played the “Don’t be Cruel”(Then they Started Shoutin’)(Dan)
When the Place Got a Little Unreal(Rockin’ and Jammin’)(Jimmy)
‘Cause Nobody Could sit still(Rockin’ and Slammin’)(Jimmy)
There wasn’t any room to dance(They had the hebe Jebes)(both)
So they sit right there and danced in their pants(both)
Yeah they sit right where they were(Yeah Yeah)(Dan)
They enjoyed themselves just because(Jimmy)

Chorus
What they doin’
there sittin’ in there seats
There Doin’ the Barstool Boogie in their seats
There Doin’ the Barstool Boogie
There Groovin’ but there movin’ in there seats


And the little girl was swayin’ back and forth(She was a little crazy)(Jimmy)
She was sittin’ on her stool of course(She might’ve been a)(Jimmy)
She was gettin’ little caried away(they had to carry her away)(Dan)
She was sayin’ all there was to say(She had a lot of)(Dan)
And when the band broke into night train(She had a lotta)(Jimmy)
But the whole scene would go insane(They were gettin’ at it)(Jimmy)
‘Cause the walls are gonna fall off the joint(Each and Everybody)(Dan)
But it didn’t happen and hear’s the point(Jimmy)
And nobody had to get up (They had the Hebe Jebes)(Both)
They could Sit right there and fill up there cup(Both)

Chorus

Instrumental break

I’ve never seen a club with such a bunch(both)
They was cuttin’ some rugs but they were then and much(both)
Gettin’ in their licks sittin’ right were they sit(Dan)
Doin the mashed potato and the monkey and all of that(both)

Chorus



I love this town by Clive Gregson

From Nanci Griffith’s Album “Hearts in Mind”

I love this town like an unmade bed
I love this town of the living dead
I love this town gonna paint it red
If I can spare a minute

I love this town where curtains twitch
Where this door scratches next door’s itch
It’s a pantomime at fever pitch
And we can all be in it

People here are large as life
They know the whole world and his wife
From a razor’s edge to a kitchen knife
They’ll be glad to help you

I love this town of hidden charms
Where no one means you any harm
And if you sleep through false alarms
No one here would blame you

I love this town on the beaten track
Where nothing slips between the cracks
Her rent’s arrears his heart attack
Now isn’t that a shame, ooh!

Everyone’s friendly to your face
And everybody knows their place
As long as you respect their space
You won’t have to worry

The town hall clock is calling out
It’s rush hour on the roundabout
Now I know without a doubt
It’s the place for me

I love this town the dirty streets
It’s a merry-go-round with broken seats
Where silk and lace and satin sheets
Are only dirty washing

I love this town down on its knees
It’s going under by degrees
Still we can do just as we please
As long as no one’s watching

I love this town I love this town
I love this town I love this town



Lighthouse by James Taylor

Performed live during the 2005 A Salty Piece of Land Tour

Off the coast of Africa
Bound for South America
A world away from here
Is a ship that sails the sea
Is a man who’s just like me and
I wish that I was there

I’m a lonely lighthouse
Not a ship out in the night
I’m watching the sea
She’s come halfway round the world to see the light
And to stay away from me
There is a shipwreck lying at my feet
some weary refugee from the rolling deep
Ah, could you lose it all and fall for me

Couldn’t we shine
I’m rolling all the golden moments into one
Like to shine like the sun
For one more summer day
Like to shine like a lighthouse
One more stary night
Flash it on, flashing, fading away

If you feel lost and lonely and don’t know where to go
And you hear this song on the radio
And if you wind up feeling helpless and small
You just like to sing along
Just because I might be standing here
That don’t mean I won’t be wrong this time
No, You can follow me and lose your mind

Couldn’t we shine
I’m Rolling all my golden moments into one
Like to shine like the sun
For one more summer day
Like to shine like a lighthouse
For one more stary night
Flash it on, flashing, fading away

Off the coast of Africa
Bound for South America
A world away from here
Is a ship that sails the sea
Is a man who’s just like me and
I wish that I was there

Like to shine…One More Summer Day
Like to shine…One More Stary Night
Like to shine…
Flash it on, Flashing, Fadeing away



Horizon has been Defeated by Jack Johnson

Performed live during the 2005 A Salty Piece of Land Tour

The horizon has been defeated By the pirates of the new age
Alien casinos Make you just wanna say
Things can go bad And make you want to run away
But as we grow older The trouble begans to stay

Future complications In the strings between the cans
But no prints can come from fingers
If machines become our hands
And then our feet become the wheels
And then the wheels become the cars
And then the rigs begin to drill
And the drilling goes too far

Things can go bad make you wanna run away
But as we grow older
The horizon begins to fade away
Fade, fade, fade

Think i’m a jigsaw puzzle
Anger don’t you get too close
Because people are lonely and only
Animals with fancy shoes
Hallelujahs midnight nothing
Misery it’s on the loose
Because people are lonely and only
Animals with too many tools
You can’t deal with the junk that we sell
Makes you wanna stand and yell

Things can go bad
Make you wanna run away
But as we grow older
The horizon begins to fade away
Fade, fade, fade
Fade, fade, away
Fade, fade, fade



Here We Are by Jimmy Buffett

Bonus Video to the album “Take the Weather With You”

Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are

Who would have thought this game, this flame would still be burning
Who would have guessed that all these blenders would still be churning
Not even we on our bended knees could have ever blessed it
Not even I with my head in the sky would have ever guessed it

But here we are, for a family reunion, costume barbeque
All the black sheep, family outcasts, and a freak or two

No the hat tricks and the gold bricks still don’t have us down
Still a party for the hearty when we come to town
You’re still grinning and we’re still winning, nothing left to say
Death Defying as I go flying down this endless wave

And here we are, we’re the offbeat Uncle Freds who spill their wine on you
And the in-your-face Aunt Rachels with an attitude
All the ones that use your bathroom then eat all your food
We’re the dreamy Deadheads who just like us and Dave Matthews

Here we are, maybe it’s because in spite of all the work we do
It’s the child in us we really value
Here we are, with our fins up and our feathers flashing
Here we are, with our coconut shell brassieres chanting

Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are



Gettin’ the Picture by Jimmy Buffett and Mac McAnally

Written for the 2007 Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition

Beach, Sand and Water
Girls in Bikini’s
And They Seem to Look Right at You
Yeah, She’s looking right at Me
And They Gaze into the Camera from a Champange Sea

Chorus:
And I’m Gettin the Picture
It’s Perfectly Clear
Sports Illustrated Illustrates it Every Year
And I’m Gettin the Picture

Legs, ohh She’s Got ‘em
Sports and Bikini’s
It’s a one-two combination
It hits you right between the eyes
It reminds you all the ways it pays to advertise and Exercise

Chorus:
And I’m Gettin the Picture
She’s there and I’m Here
Sports Illustrated Illustrates it Every Year
And I’m Gettin the Picture

All my Life I’ve been a Beach Boy
I May be Older but I’m Wise
I May not be that Funny but I’m engerized

And I’m Gettin the Picture
Yeah I’m Gettin the Picture
Ohh, Gettin the Picture



On the Road Again by Willie Nelson

Performed live during the 2007 Bama Breeze Tour

On the road again
I can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I’m living is making music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again

On the road again
Goin’ places that I’ve never seen
Seein’ things that I may never see again
And I can’t wait to get on the road again

On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We’re the best of friends
Insisting that the world keep turning our way
And our way

Is on the road again
I Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I’m living is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again

On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We’re the best of friends
Insisting that the world keep turning our way
And our way

Is on the road again
I Can’t believe I’m on the road again
The life I’m Livin is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again

And I can’t wait to be on the road again
And I can’t wait
It Feels So Great to be here in (insert state)
I Can’t wait to be on the road again



In My Room by Gary Usher and Brian Wilson

Performed live during the 2007 Bama Breeze Tour

Theres a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, In my room
In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears
In my room, In my room

Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday

Instrumental Break

Now It’s dark and I’m alone
But I wont be afraid
In my room, In my room
In my room, In my room
In my room, In my room
In my room, In my room
In my room, In my room



We’re Still Here by Jimmy Buffett

As performed live on May 3, 2008 in New Orleans, LA

Thinkin’ back to Alabama
Where a much younger version of me
Stepped up to the Microphone
And sang about his first palm tree
Half a hour later
Had that first 45 in my Hand
From a sailor to a singer
It’s a life I never had planned

Chorus
But I’m still making records
I still tour every year
I can still be a landshark every now and then
Hey I’m Still Here
Yeah I’m still makin records
I’m still writing songs
Still see you smiling from these front row seats
To that crazy ass lawn

I didn’t do it for the fortunate or fame
It was all about the Girls
Altar boy turned diver
In a sea of pretty Girls
From Biloxi to New Orleans
I ride this big ’round ball with a Grin
Thanks to all you parrotheads
Where here to give it one more spin

Chorus
We still make records We still sing every year
We can still get those fins up every now and then
Hey We’re Still Here
Yeah We still makin records
We can still make you scream
We can still sing together no matter the weather
We can still Get Your Dream

Guitar Solo

The 45’s go way back
Can’t remember 8-track
James Brown on his knees
Abbey Road or Hendrix Leads
Doobie Heads and fifty flops
Am I country Am I pop?
Tryin’ to pratice what I preach
Sense of humor
Life’s a Beach

Now My Old Friend Neil
Hasn’t lost stage appeal
He’s still the man
Last night he did his magic
With that funky old martin in his hand
Well we talked and posed for pictures
With the faithful then he whispered in my ear
“In case you haven’t noticed, buddy, We’re Still Here”

Chorus
Yeah Neil’s still makin’ records
He’ still havin’ fun
Still Goin’ crazy horse every now and then
No he’s not dumb
Yeah We’re still makin records
We even make our own beer
And we’re still goin crazy on nights like this
Hell we’re still Here