Oh I'm just a cowboy, an old hired hand. Never seen nothin' majestic or grand. I just received a great big tax return. Now I'm off to Las Vegas with money to burn.
Bella was bored to death at South Beach,. Not one celebrity spotted in days. She was tired of her mood, lunchin' on vegan food. She was tired of just soakin' up rays.
(Brie Larson). . From the beginning I was wishing that the first impression would last. But then you came to me with something that was nothing, and you kept coming back.
Come To The Moon. By: Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley, Will Jennings. 1984. Full earth tonight. And Mars is big and bright. All our friends are flying in.
Headed up to San Francisco. For the Labor Day weekend show. I got my Hush Puppies on. I guess I never was meant for glitter rock & roll. And honey, I didn't know that I'd be missin' you so.
Headed up to San Francisco. For the Labor Day weekend show. I got my Hush Puppies on. I guess I never was meant for glitter rock & roll. And honey, I didn't know that I'd be missin' you so.
Well I'm weak,. worthless,. ...can't make up my mind.. . When they handed out ambition,. I was next. to last. in line.. . ...Lost little lamb.... 'til I found that girl....
Touching down how I climb. Balancing dreams that he's chosen. Northern lights on [?]. Melting stream that was frozen.. . Passing cars with rusted wheels.
By: Jimmy Buffett. 1980. For the gang at the Fish House. . Tuesday on the island. Not much goin' on. The parties are all over. They ended just past dawn.
Well I'm a tidal pool explorer. From the days of my misspent youth.. I believe that down on the beach. Where the sea gulls preach. Is where the Chinese buried the truth..
Coast Of Marseilles. By: Keith Sykes. 1977. I sat there on the coast of Marseilles. My thoughts came by like wind through my hand. How good it'd be to feel you again.
By: Jimmy Buffett. 1975. She's got a ballpark figure. He's got a ballpoint pen. They travel around for weeks at a time. Writin' down descriptions of the places they been.
Little roadside resturant, we artfully complain.. Rudy tells the waitress that his chicken died in vain.. Most every day goes by according to design..
Meanwhile down on Beale Street. Drinking in a Beale Street bar. There's a fog rolling off the Mississippi. Has anybody seen Arkansas?. And the deckhands from the towboats.
(Lyle Moraine). Let's get away from sleigh bells. Let's get away from snow. Let's make or break some Christmas? dear. I know the place to go. How'd you like to spend Chrismas on Christmas Island?.
By: Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley, Will Jennings, Marshall Chapman, Diana Haig. 1985. Originally appeared on Tennessee Christmas, an MCA compilation. Chorus:.
Tried to amend my carnivorous habit. Made it nearly seventy days. Losing weight without speed eating sunflower seeds. Drinking lots of carrot juice and soaking up rays.
Tried to amend my carnivorous habit. Made it nearly seventy days. Losing weight without speed eating sunflower seeds. Drinking lots of carrot juice and soaking up rays.
Chanson Pour Les Petits Enfants. By: Jimmy Buffett. 1979. [Song for the little children]. Now young Mister Moon flew away in the night. With his best friend Magnus right by his side.
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.