Lyrics：Jimmy Buffett Music：Jimmy Buffett
Let me tell ya' now
He sips, he quips
Dreams a lot about sailing ships
Wants to throw it all away
Wants to have it back someday
Love's fool, Sears tools
Wants to win that football pool
Spend it on some real good grass
Disappearin' oh so fast
Tell my story pain and glory
Guess my occupation
Free and easy warm and breezy
Overnight sensation
I got house pets, Lear jets
Tryin' to learn about basinettes
Oh Miss Piggy dance with me
Let me take you to the sea
Dreamsicle, big dill pickle
High school honeys sure were fickle
I'll be damned, country ham
Takes me back to Alabam'
So won't you tell my story pain and glory
Guess my occupation
Free and easy warm and breezy
Overnight sensation
Let me tell ya' now
He sips, he quips
Dreams a lot about sailing ships
I'll be damned, country ham
Takes me back to Alabam'
I'll be damned, country ham
Takes me back, to Alabama
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Background Vocals: Juan Cadiz, Deborah McColl, Harry Dailey