歌曲 | Migration |
歌手 | Jimmy Buffett |
专辑 | A-1-A |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Jimmy Buffett Music:Jimmy Buffett | |
Whoa, lookin' back at my background | |
Tryin' to figure out how I ever got here | |
Some things are still a mystery to me | |
While others are much too clear | |
I'm just livin' in the sunshine | |
Stay contented most of the time | |
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, Walker, and Willis | |
Sing me their Texas rhymes | |
Most of the people who retire in Florida | |
Are wrinkled and they lean on a crutch | |
And mobile homes are smotherin' my Keys | |
I hate those bastards so much | |
I wish a summer squall would blow them all | |
The way up to fantasy land | |
Yeah they're ugly and square, they don't belong here | |
They looked a lot better as beer cans | |
Chorus: | |
Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me | |
Why some people live like they do | |
So many nice things happenin' out there | |
They never even seen the clues | |
Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme | |
I know we been doin' our part | |
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart | |
Well now I might have joined the Merchant Marine | |
If I hadn't learned how to sing | |
And on top of all that I got married too early | |
'Cost me much more than a ring | |
But now those crazy days are over | |
Just gotta learn from the wrong things you done | |
I came off the rebound, started lookin' around | |
Figured out it's time to have a little fun | |
Chorus: | |
Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me | |
Why some people live like they do | |
So many nice things happenin' out there | |
They never even seen the clues | |
Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme | |
I know we been doin' our part | |
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart | |
Well now if I ever live to be an old man | |
I'm gonna sail down to Martinique | |
I'm gonna buy me a sweat-stained Bogart suit | |
And an African parakeet | |
And then I'll sit him on my shoulder | |
And open up my trusty old mind | |
I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to fuss | |
And pull the cork out of a bottle of wine | |
Chorus: | |
Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me | |
Why some people live like they do | |
So many nice things happenin' out there | |
They never even seen the clues | |
Yeah but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme | |
I know we been doin' our part | |
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart | |
Coda: | |
Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart (yodelling...) |
Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
Whoa, lookin' back at my background | |
Tryin' to figure out how I ever got here | |
Some things are still a mystery to me | |
While others are much too clear | |
I' m just livin' in the sunshine | |
Stay contented most of the time | |
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, Walker, and Willis | |
Sing me their Texas rhymes | |
Most of the people who retire in Florida | |
Are wrinkled and they lean on a crutch | |
And mobile homes are smotherin' my Keys | |
I hate those bastards so much | |
I wish a summer squall would blow them all | |
The way up to fantasy land | |
Yeah they' re ugly and square, they don' t belong here | |
They looked a lot better as beer cans | |
Chorus: | |
Yeah, and that' s why it' s still a mystery to me | |
Why some people live like they do | |
So many nice things happenin' out there | |
They never even seen the clues | |
Whoa but we' re doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme | |
I know we been doin' our part | |
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart | |
Well now I might have joined the Merchant Marine | |
If I hadn' t learned how to sing | |
And on top of all that I got married too early | |
' Cost me much more than a ring | |
But now those crazy days are over | |
Just gotta learn from the wrong things you done | |
I came off the rebound, started lookin' around | |
Figured out it' s time to have a little fun | |
Chorus: | |
Yeah, and that' s why it' s still a mystery to me | |
Why some people live like they do | |
So many nice things happenin' out there | |
They never even seen the clues | |
Whoa but we' re doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme | |
I know we been doin' our part | |
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart | |
Well now if I ever live to be an old man | |
I' m gonna sail down to Martinique | |
I' m gonna buy me a sweatstained Bogart suit | |
And an African parakeet | |
And then I' ll sit him on my shoulder | |
And open up my trusty old mind | |
I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to fuss | |
And pull the cork out of a bottle of wine | |
Chorus: | |
Yeah, and that' s why it' s still a mystery to me | |
Why some people live like they do | |
So many nice things happenin' out there | |
They never even seen the clues | |
Yeah but we' re doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme | |
I know we been doin' our part | |
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart | |
Coda: | |
Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart yodelling... |
Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
Whoa, lookin' back at my background | |
Tryin' to figure out how I ever got here | |
Some things are still a mystery to me | |
While others are much too clear | |
I' m just livin' in the sunshine | |
Stay contented most of the time | |
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, Walker, and Willis | |
Sing me their Texas rhymes | |
Most of the people who retire in Florida | |
Are wrinkled and they lean on a crutch | |
And mobile homes are smotherin' my Keys | |
I hate those bastards so much | |
I wish a summer squall would blow them all | |
The way up to fantasy land | |
Yeah they' re ugly and square, they don' t belong here | |
They looked a lot better as beer cans | |
Chorus: | |
Yeah, and that' s why it' s still a mystery to me | |
Why some people live like they do | |
So many nice things happenin' out there | |
They never even seen the clues | |
Whoa but we' re doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme | |
I know we been doin' our part | |
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart | |
Well now I might have joined the Merchant Marine | |
If I hadn' t learned how to sing | |
And on top of all that I got married too early | |
' Cost me much more than a ring | |
But now those crazy days are over | |
Just gotta learn from the wrong things you done | |
I came off the rebound, started lookin' around | |
Figured out it' s time to have a little fun | |
Chorus: | |
Yeah, and that' s why it' s still a mystery to me | |
Why some people live like they do | |
So many nice things happenin' out there | |
They never even seen the clues | |
Whoa but we' re doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme | |
I know we been doin' our part | |
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart | |
Well now if I ever live to be an old man | |
I' m gonna sail down to Martinique | |
I' m gonna buy me a sweatstained Bogart suit | |
And an African parakeet | |
And then I' ll sit him on my shoulder | |
And open up my trusty old mind | |
I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to fuss | |
And pull the cork out of a bottle of wine | |
Chorus: | |
Yeah, and that' s why it' s still a mystery to me | |
Why some people live like they do | |
So many nice things happenin' out there | |
They never even seen the clues | |
Yeah but we' re doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme | |
I know we been doin' our part | |
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart | |
Coda: | |
Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can barely control | |
And some Texas hidden here in my heart yodelling... |