Jimmy Buffett

thumb|Jimmy Buffett in 2008 James William "Jimmy" Buffett (December 25, 1946 – September 1, 2023) was a singer, songwriter, author, businessman, and movie producer. He is best known for his music, which often portrays an "island escapism" lifestyle. Quotes To me it was more about eight years of bad policy before (Obama) got there that let this happen. It was Dracula running the blood bank in terms of oil and leases. I think that has more to do with it than how the president reacted to it. http://www.foxnews.com/entertainment/2010/07/06/jimmy-buffet-organizes-gulf-benefit-blames-bush-spill/#ixzz1AHyM5yHe Jimmy Buffett Organizes Gulf Benefit, Blames Bush for Spill foxnews.com July 6, 2010 January 6, 2011 Song lyrics Down to Earth (1970) I never used to miss the chance to climb up on his kneeAnd listen to the many tales of life upon the sea.We'd go sailing back on Barkentines we'd talk of things he didTomorrow just a day away, for the Captain and the kid. The Captain and the Kid A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean (1973) And now I wish I was somewhere other than here,Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer.Yes, I wish I was somewhere other than here.'Cause that great fillin' station holdupCost me two good years. The Great Filling Station Holdup He went to Paris, looking for answersTo questions that bothered him so.He was impressive, young and aggressive,Saving the world on his own.But the warm Summer breezes,The French wines and cheesesPut his ambition at bay.And Summers and WintersScattered like splinters,And four or five years slipped away. He Went to Paris Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin'sAnd drinks his green label each day,He's writing his memoirs and losing his hearing,But he don't care what most people say.Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion,If he likes you he'll smile then he'll say,Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic,But I had a good life all the way. He Went to Paris I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here.Your voice sounds so wonderful,But your face don't look too clear.So, Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew.Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw. Why Don't We Get Drunk (and Screw) Living & Dying in 3/4 Time (1974) I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache,the "Boston Blackie" kind.Or a two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket,And an autographed picture of Andy Divine. Pencil Thin Mustache 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. hazeAnd I just want you back by my side. Come Monday A1A (1974) Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call.Wanted to sail upon your watersSince I was three feet tall.You've seen it all, you've seen it all.<p>Watched the men who rode you,Switch from sails to steam.And in your belly you hold the treasureThat few have ever seen.Most of them dreams,Most of them dreams. A Pirate Looks at Forty Mother, mother ocean, after all these years I've foundMy occupational hazard being my occupations just not around.I feel like I've drowned,Gonna head uptown. A Pirate Looks at Forty Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes (1977) 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. Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes Wasted away again in Margaritaville,Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,But I know it's nobody's fault. Margaritaville I blew out my flip flop,Stepped on a pop top,Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.But there's booze in the blender,And soon it will renderThat frozen concoction that helps me hang on. Margaritaville Son of a Son of a Sailor (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 crewLike a man just released from indenture. Son of a Son of a Sailor As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man,I have chalked up many a mile.Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks,And I've learned much from both of their styles. Son of a Son of a Sailor 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. Son of a Son of a Sailor Cheeseburger is paradise.Heaven on earth with an onion slice.Not too particular, not too precise.I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.<p>I like mine with lettuce and tomato,Heinz Fifty-seven and French fried potatoes.Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer.Well, good God Almighty, which way do I steer?For my cheeseburger in paradise. Cheeseburger in Paradise We’ve gotta roll with the punchesLearn to play all of our hunches.Makin’ the best of whatever comes your way.Forget that blind ambitionAnd learn to trust your intuition.Plowin’ straight ahead come what may. Cowboy in the Jungle Please don't say mañana if you don't mean itI have heard those words for so very long.Don't try to describe the ocean if you've never seen it.Don't ever forget that you just may wind up being wrong. Mañana Volcano (1979) Can't you feel 'em circlin' honey?Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around?You got fins to the left, fins to the right,And you're the only bait in town.You got fins to the left, fins to the right,And you're the only girl in town. Fins, written with Deborah McColl, Barry Chance, and Tom Corcoran Now, I don't know,I don't know where I'm a gonna goWhen the volcano blow. Volcano, written with Keith Sykes and Harry Dailey 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. Boat Drinks Coconut Telegraph (1981) I'm growing older but not up.My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck.Let those winds of time blow over my head.I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead. Growing Older But Not Up One Particular Harbour (1983) I used to rule my world from a pay phoneAnd ships out on the sea.But now times are roughAnd I got too much stuff;Can't explain the likes of me.<p>But there's this one particular harbour,So far but yet so near.Where I see the days as they fade away,And finally disappear. One Particular Harbour, written with Bobby Holcomb Last Mango in Paris (1985) We're gypsies in the palace, he's left us here alone.The order of the Sleepless Knights will now assume the throne.We ain't got no money, we ain't got no right,But we're gypsies in the palace, we got it all tonight. Gypsies in the Palace, written with Glenn Frey and Will Jennings I went down to Captain Tony's to get out of the heatWhen I heard a voice call out to me, "Son, come have a seat."I had to search my memory as I looked into those eyes;Our lives change like the weather but a legend never dies Last Mango in Paris Banana Wind (1996) Enduring echoes call out from his past.Time ain't for saving, no time's not for that.Chasing false echoes like a lost legionnaire,He waltzes on memories while he fades like a flare. False Echoes'' External links Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville.com Category:1946 births Category:2023 deaths Category:Novelists from the United States Category:Film producers from the United States Category:American country singers Category:Songwriters from the United States Category:Singer-songwriters from the United States Category:Short story writers from the United States Category:Children's authors Category:Businesspeople from the United States Category:Pop singers Category:Autobiographers from the United States Category:Guitarists from the United States Category:Aviators from the United States Category:People from Mississippi