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from Urban Cowboy (도시의 카우보이) by Ralph Burns [ost] (1980)
Well I just pulled out of Chicago
Partied old Chi-town 'round Rollin' along that Interstate 10 Lord knows we're Texas bound Chorus: Hello Texas Sure is good to see you again Hello Texas Sure is good to see me a friend Well now we've been to New York City We've been to L.A. too People in them towns love to party down But they don't boogie 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 You know we ain't knockin' the rest of the country No we really think it's great Just seems I left a part of my heart Somewhere in the lone star state You know we ain't knockin' the rest of the country You know we really think it's great Just seems I left a part of my heart Somewhere in the lone star state Chorus: Hello Texas Sure is good to see you again Hello Texas Sure is good to see me a friend Ah, hello Texas Sure is good to see you again Ah, hello Texas Sure is good to see me a friend Hello Texas Sure is good to see you again Ah, hello Texas Sure is good to see me a friend |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
By: Jimmy Buffett
1974 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 Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream 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 And I have been drunk now for over two weeks I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin' Down to rock bottom again Just a few friends, just a few friends (instrumental) I go for younger women, lived with several awhile Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day Still could manage to smile Just takes a while, just takes a while Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown Coda: I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap air fare
I gotta to fly to Saint Somewhere I'm close to bodily harm Twenty degrees and the hockey game's on Nobody cares they are way too far gone Screamin' 'boat drinks', something to keep 'em all warm This mornin', 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 Mr. Scott? Any ol' place here on Earth or in space You pick the century and I'll pick the spot Oh I know, (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 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 Notes - Background Vocals: Deborah McColl, Harry Dailey, Jimmy Buffett |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
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 these 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 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 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 I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine I wish I could jump on a plane So many nights I just dream of the ocean God I wish I was sailin' again Oh, yesterday's over my shoulder so I can't look back for too long There's just too much to see waiting in front of me and I know that I just can't go wrong With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes Nothing remains quite the same With all of my running and all of my cunning If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane If we weren't all crazy we would go insane |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
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, fettucini or bulgar 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 Heard about the old time sailor men They eat the same thing again and again Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead Well it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn But times change, sailors these days When I'm in port I get what I need Not just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris But that American creation on which I feed Cheeseburger in Paradise Medium rare with mustard be nice Heaven on Earth with an onion slice 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 my Cheeseburger in Paradise Makin' the best of every virtue and vice Worth every damn bit of sacrifice to get a Cheeseburger in Paradise I need a Cheeseburger in Paradise I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
Headin' up to san francicso
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' you so * 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 westbound trains, And now you're off on vacation Somthing you tried to explain And, Darlin' It's I love you so That's the reason I just let you go *Repeat I can't help it, honey. You're that much a part of me now. Remember that night in montana when we said There'd be no room for doubt I hope you're enjoying the scenery I know it's pretty up there. We can go hiking on tuesday With you, girl, I would walk anywhere California has worn me quite thin I just can't wait to see you again *Repeat I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A, Haze And I just want you back by my side |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
'Fins to the left...
Fins to the right... Feeding Frenzy recorded live in Cincinnati tonight!' She came down from Cincinnati It took her three days on a train Lookin' for some peace and quiet Hopes to see the sun again Lives down by the ocean Takin' care to look for sharks They hang out down around the Waterfront way And feed right after dark Can't you feel 'em circlin', honey Can't you feel 'em schoolin' around Fins to the left, fins to the right You're the only bait in town Oh oh Oh oh You got fins to the left, fins to the right You're the only bait in town Saving up most of her money 'I thought I saw something' Wants to head it south in May Roll in the sand with a rock 'n' roll man Somewhere down Montserrat way The money's still good in the season Helps to lighten up her load Boys keep her high as the months roll by She's getting postcards from the road Can't you feel 'em closin' in, honey Can't you feel 'em schoolin' around Fins to the left, fins to the right You're the only bait in town Sailed off to Antigua Three days on a boat Lookin' for some peace and quiet Hopes to keep her dreams afloat Feels like a remora School's still close at hand Just behind the reef are the big white teeth The sharks that swim on the land Can't you feel 'em circlin', honey Can't you feel 'em schoolin' around Fins to the left, fins to the right You're the only bait in town Hey you got fins to the left, fins to the right You're the only girl in town 'Oh yeah! Sittin' here in the city of Atlanta, the state of Georgia, on the island of Margaritaville. Please remain standing for the national anthem.' |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
Drive in
You 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 a plane 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 cryin' Ten speed No need My pickup gets me where I please Chuggin' down the street But I'll be leavin' In a little while So close your eyes and I'll I'll be back real soon Spoken: 'Ah, take it Reefers' 'Ladies choice, Everybody dance' 'Here we go' Bridge: Yes and if I had that money, honey I'd strap you in beside me (in your strapless) And never ever leave you Leave you at home all alone and cryin' Grapefruit A bathin' suit You chew a little Juicy Fruit Wash away the night Yeah you chew a little Juicy Fruit It's good for ya soul |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
By: Jimmy Buffett
1973 He went to Paris lookin' for answers To questions that bothered him so He was impressive, young and aggressive Savin' the world on his own But the warm summer breezes The French wines and cheeses Put his ambition at bay The summers and winters Scattered like splinters And four or five years slipped away Then he went to England, played the piano And married an actress named Kim They had a fine life, she was a good wife And bore him a young son named Jim And all of the answers and all of the questions Locked in his attic one day 'Cause he liked the quiet clean country livin' And twenty more years slipped away Well the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady And left him with only one eye His body was battered, his whole world was shattered And all he could do was just cry While the tears were a-fallin' he was recallin' Answers he never found So he hopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean And left England without a sound Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's And drinks his Green Label each day Writing his memoirs, losin' his hearin' But he don't care what most people say Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion If he likes you he'll smile and he'll say 'Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic But I had a good life all the way' Coda: And he went to Paris lookin' for answers To questions that bothered him so |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
I don't know the reason
I stayed here all season 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 Searching 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 heal 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 Searching for my lost shaker of salt Some people claim that there's a woman to blame But I know It's my own damned fault Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame And I know It's my owned damned fault |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
I wish I had a pencil thin mustache
The 'Boston Blackie' kind A two toned Ricky Ricardo jacket And an autographed picture of Andy Devine I remember bein' buck-toothed and skinny Writin' fan letters to Sky King and Penny Oh I wish I had a pencil thin mustache Then I could solve some mysteries too Then it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin' up fast Drinkin' on a fake I.D. Yeah, 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 Then it's flat top, dirty bob, coppin' a feel Grubbin' on the livin' room floor (so sore) Yeah, they send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge, But all you want to do is learn how to score Yeah, but 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 used to be That's why I wish I had a pencil thin mustache The 'Boston Blackie' kind A two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket And an autographed picture of Andy Devine Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be Maybe suave Errol Flynn or the Sheik of Araby If I only had a pencil thin mustache Then I could do some cruisin' too Yeah, Bryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah Oh, I could do some cruisin' too |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
Son Of A Son Of A Sailor
By: Jimmy Buffett 1978 As the son of a son of a sailor I went out on the sea for adventure Expanding the 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 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 greats 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 tight 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 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 - Notes: Background vocals: Steve Goodman |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
It's gonna blow!'
Hey I don't know I don't know I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano blow Well let me hear ya I don't know (up on the lawn) I don't know (up in the front) I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano blow Ground she's movin' under me Got ya tidal waves out on the sea Sulphur smoke up in the sky The parrotheads ah they know how to fly Hey I don't know I don't know I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano blow My girl quickly said to me Hey James you better watch your feet That lava comes out soft and hot You better lava me now or lava me not See I don't know I don't know I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano blow Hey Mr. Utley No time to count what I'm worth Hey I just left the planet earth But a' where I go I hope there's rum After these two shows I'm gonna have me some I don't know I don't know I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano blow But I don't want to land in New York City Don't want to land in Mexico (no no no) Don't want to land in the Three Mile Island Don't want to see my skin aglow (no no no) Don't want to land in Commanche Sky park Or in Nashville, Tennessee (no no no) Don't want to land in no San Juan airport Customs there they hassle me (no no no) Don't want to land no San Diego I'd rather land where I can see (no no no) Don't want to land in the Gulf of Sidra Cincinnati's fine with me I don't know I don't know I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano blow Watch out now, I don't know (I never did) I don't know (I never will) I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano blow Thank you! |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Songs You Know By Heart (1985)
By: Marvin Gardens
1973 I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here Your voice sounds so wonderful But yer face don't look too clear So bar maid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw Chorus: Why don't we get drunk and screw I just bought a water bed, it's 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 -- Spoken: 'Pick it Coral Reefers, here we go...' (swing instrumental) Chorus: Why don't we get drunk and screw I just bought a waterbed it's filled up for me and you They say you are a snuff queen Honey I don't think that's true So why don't we get drunk and screw Yeah, now baby I say, (Lord!) Why don't we get drunk and screw |
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from Always (영혼은 그대 곁에) by John Williams [ost] (1990)
Boomerang Love
By: Jimmy Buffett 1989 Hole in the wind behind the island Big blue hole in the middle of my heart I can't forget the time we spent together I can't remember how long Long we've been apart Chorus: Riding on a boomerang love circling fast Hard to see in a sky so vast Laugh till you cry, cry till you smile Up and down all around Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang, boomerang love Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang, boomerang love We both know we live in different orbits Different islands different worlds Though we really are the same I'm just glad, glad we started talking Finally realize no one is to blame Chorus: Riding on a boomerang love can't let go Running fast, moving slow What's the right way, who is to say Tension and suspension On a boomerang, boomerang, boomerang, boomerang love Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang, boomerang love Big blue hole out in the ocean Where I dive straight down until I cannot see Feel my way through a bevy of solutions There I realize the answer is in me Gettin' off of this boomerang love, comin' up for air I want to do what's right, I want to do what's fair Come what may we'll find a way No more tension or suspension No more boomerang, boomerang, boomerang, boomerang love No more boomerang, boomerang, boomerang, boomerang love No more boomerang, boomerang, boomerang, boomerang love Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang, boomerang love Oh... |
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from Arachnophobia (아라크네의 비밀) by Trevor Jones [ost] (1990)
Don't Bug Me
By: Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley, Jay Oliver 1990 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 (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 (I don't 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. |
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from More Songs For Sleepless Nights (시애틀의 잠 못 이루는 밤) by Marc Shaiman [ost] (1993)
Moonlight and Magnolias
Starlight in your hair All the world, a dream-come-true Did it really happen? Was I really there? Was I really there with you? We lived our little drama, We kissed and a feel a while And stars fell on Alabama that night. I can't forget the glamour Your eyes held onto the light and stars fell on Alabama last night. I never planned in my imagination A situation so heavenly Our very land that no one else could enter and in the center just you and me Hear my heart beat like a hammer My arms wrapped around you tight And stars fell on Alabama last night. I never planned in my imagination A situation so heavenly Our very land that no one else could enter And in the center just you and me Hear my heart beat like a hammer My arms wound around you tight A star fell on Alabama last night ((One more time boys)) Yes we lived our little drama We kissed on the dune so what And stars fell on Alabama last night. |
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from The Firm (야망의 함정) by Dave Grusin [ost] (1999)
By: Rodney Crowell
1981 Down in Louisiana, bayous by and by Pirogue pole or your natural soul Keeps you tied to a tree high tide Beer joint lights come on And then the crowd starts rollin' in Chorus: Pretty soon you got stars on the water You got stars on the water It's like stars on the water, let it rain Beaumont to Biloxi Sea breeze at your door Gypsy rains, dang hurricanes White silver sandy shore "Blue Light" lounge is shinin' Way out on the view Chorus: It looks just like stars on the water Just like stars on the water Just like stars on the water, let it rain (guitar instrumental) When it's midnight down in Mobile Moonbeams on the bay They come from miles around to dance the jukebox down And dig the good time sounds they play All across the harbour Night lights shinin' in Chorus: It looks just like stars on the water Just like stars on the water Just like stars on the water, let it rain Chorus: Pretty soon ya got stars on the water You got stars on the water It's like stars on the water, let it rain - Notes: Background Vocals: Timothy B. Schmit |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Down To Earth (2005)
By: Jimmy Buffett
1970 Sittin' on a pocket full of hard earned wages Lookin' at the world through magazine pages I heard a lot about the mountains and the Colorado range Made this stop for personal reasons Didn't know I'd catch the changin' of the seasons Winter dictates everything from frost to naked trees Chorus: I'm about a mile high in Denver Where the rock meets timberline I've walked this ground from town to town Just to finally call it mine Lookin' for the cloud with a styrofoam lining Hopin' that the sun will keep on shinin' Leading me to distant peace that waits so patiently Need a little love to try some givin' Try a little love and then start livin' Things I feared so long ago When everything was wrong Chorus: I'm about a mile high in Denver Where the rock meets timberline I've walked this ground from town to town Tonight I'll call it mine Tonight I'll call it mine Sittin' on a pocket full of hard earned wages Lookin' at the world through magazine pages I heard a lot about the mountains and the Colorado range Need a little time to try some livin' Try a little love and then start givin' Things I feared so long ago When everything was wrong I'm about a mile high in Denver Where the rock meets timberline Where God and trees create the breeze Tonight I'll call it mine Tonight I'll call it mine Tonight I'll call it mine Tonight I'll call it mine Tonight I'll call it mine |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Down To Earth (2005)
Can you tell me where I might find my friend and companion
Now he looks a little different from anything you've seen He likes to beat the bass drum for justice and salvation He's got the brains of Einstein and the brawn of Mister Clean He's a lightnin' flash who'll make the dash from one coast to the other To stop a crime or lend a dime or help his aging mother Captain America we love you, Captain America you're grand Oh Spiro Agnew eat your heart out Captain America's our man Now he wears a mask his clothes are weird and some folks call him hokie But he is hip he just can't dig the okie from Muskogie Captain will help anyone a friend or a stranger Now number one without a gun he's bypassed the Lone Ranger He's a do do good who loves apple pie and kisses little babies He'll guard you against everything from atom bombs to rabies Captain America we love you, Captain America you're grand Oh Spiro Agnew eat your heart out Captain America's our man Can you tell me where I might find my friend and companion He looks a little different from anything you've seen He likes to beat the bass drum for justice and salvation He's got the brains of Einstein and the bod of Mister Clean He's a lightnin' flash who'll make the dash from one coast to the other To stop a crime or lend a dime or help his aging mother Captain America we love you, Captain America you're grand Oh Spiro Agnew eat your heart out Captain America's our man Captain America's our man |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Down To Earth (2005)
By: Jimmy Buffett, Buzz Cason
1970 Why is he cussin' and callin' disgustin' The city that is now his home He never smiles or keeps up with styles He is black and he is all alone And you ask why he's this way Well brother you're too blind to see It's cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me Get out of the street don't get high on my beat Go on home the policeman warns Just 'cause you're poor why do you declare war I can't help the way that you were born Why are they holdin' him down He's spending his life on his knees 'Cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me Chorus: Got to help Ellis Got to help Ellis You know we got to help Ellis Ellis Dee Try and help Ellis you and me Got to get to Ellis hear his plea Try and help Ellis get free Ellis got hooked, he got booked and he shook In his cold little shivery cell While out on the street in that same funky beat Mister pusher was doing well And Ellis Junior cries tears his daddy can't see 'Cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me Chorus: Got to help Ellis Got to help Ellis You know we got to help Ellis Ellis Dee Try and help Ellis you and me Got to get to Ellis hear his plea Try and help Ellis get free 'Cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me No Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Down To Earth (2005)
Richard Frost
by: Jimmy Buffett Richard Frost left Alabama heading west to find his fame Only got to Oklahoma and that's where he changed his name Now he plays a little tavern all the drunks say he's a star Hollywood forgot his number now he's stuck in Kelly's Bar But is he happy my friend or does he pretend? Is every song a routine chore? Well he every decide to go and not hide behind his fear and Kelly's backstage door Richard Frost draws 90 people and on weekends lines grow long Singing loud and laughing with them the crowd reacts to every song Bigger worlds (?) can't help but make you more aware of what you see Afraid of what's beyond just eyesight keeps the worlds in harmony La da da da da da La da da da da da La da da da da da da da La da da da da da La da da da da da La da da da da da da da |
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from Jimmy Buffett - Down To Earth (2005)
By: Jimmy Buffett
1971 Chorus: It's a hell of a time to be thinking about heaven Didn't you forget the golden rule You've been acting like Jesus owes you a favor But he's a little smart for you to fool You complain how you forgets the gospel You remind them seek and you shall find Maybe youth will have a time for seeking After they clean up what you left behind Chorus: 'Cause it's a hell of a time to be thinking about heaven Didn't you forget the golden rule You've been acting like Jesus owes you a favor But he's a little smart for you to fool You were right there when the plate was passed last Sunday That's the second time you've been to church all year Could you really call yourself a christian If charity cost half as much as beer Hey You pray a little more as you grow older You get religion as your hair turns gray But you don't need to worry about hereafter Just worry what you're going to do today Chorus: 'Cause it's a hell of a time to be thinking about heaven Didn't you forget the golden rule You've been acting like Jesus owes you a favor But he's a little smart for you to fool Yes my friend I think you've blown your cool Hey |