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Buffett Jimmy - White Sport Coat Album guitar tab

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@ALBUM: A White Sport Coat And A Pink Crustacean

@SONG: Great Fillin' Station Holdup

@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)

Great Fillin' Station Holdup

By: Jimmy Buffett

1973

Intro: G D A D

D

I pulled into the regular pump

G D

I was feelin' quite at ease

E A

I rolled down my window and told the man, "Fifty cents worth please"

G D

Then out jumped my partner with his trusty pellet gun

D D A D

He said, "Boy, this is a holdup, keep 'a pumpin' and don't run"

Chorus:

G A D

And now I wish I was somewhere other than here

G A E A

Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer

G A D

Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here

G D

Cause that great fillin' station holdup

A D

Cost me two good years

We got fifteen dollars and a can of STP

A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese TV

Feelin' we had pulled the biggest heist of our career

We're wanted men, we'll strike again

But first let's have a beer

(Repeat chorus)

We were sittin' in the Krystal

About as drunk as we could be

In walked the deputy sheriff

And he's holdin' our TV

He roughed us and he cuffed us

And he took us off to jail

No picture on a poster

No reward and no bail

(Repeat chorus and fade)

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@SONG: Railroad Lady

Railroad Lady

By: Jimmy Buffett, Jerry Jeff Walker

1973

Chorus:

F

She's a railroad lady

C

Just a little bit shady

G7 C

Spendin' her days on the train

F

She's a semi-good looker

C

But the fast rails they took her

G7 F G C

Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again

C C7 F C

South Station in Boston to the freightyards of Austin

G7

From the Florida sunshine to the New Orleans rain

C C7

Now that the railpacks

F C

Has taken the best tracks

G7 C

She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again

Chorus:

She's a railroad lady

Just a little bit shady

Spendin' her life on a train

Once a pullman car traveller

Now the brakeman won't have her

She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again

Once a high ballin' loner he thought he could own her

Bought her a fur and a big diamond ring

She hocked 'em for cold cash

Left town on the Wabash

Never thinkin', never thinkin' of home way back then

But the rails are now rusty

The dinin' car's dusty

Gold plated watches have taken their toll

Yeah the railroads are dyin'

And the lady she's cryin'

On a bus to Kentucky and home that's her goal

Chorus:

She's a railroad lady

Just a little bit shady

Spendin' her life on a train

She's a semi-good looker

But the fast rails they took her

Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again

C G7 F G C

Yes on a bus to Kentucky and home once again

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@SONG: He Went To Paris

@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)

He Went To Paris

By: Jimmy Buffett

1973

From "A White Sport Coat And A Pink Crustacean"

A

He went to Paris lookin' for answers

D A

To questions that bothered him so

He was impressive, young and aggressive

D E7

Savin' the world on his own

D

But the warm summer breezes

A

The French wines and cheeses

D E7

Put his ambition at bay

A

The summers and winters

Scattered like splinters

D E7 A

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"

A

And he went to Paris lookin' for answers

D E7 A

To questions that bothered him so

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@SONG: Grapefruit-Juicy fruit

Grapefruit-Juicy fruit

By: Jimmy Buffett

1973

Intro: B C B C F# G B C

B C B C

Grapefruit a bathin' suit

F# G

Chew a little juicy fruit

C

Wash away the night

B C B C

Drive-in you guzzle gin

F# G

Commit a little mortal sin

C

It's good for the soul

Chorus:

Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6

And oh it gets so damn lonely

Dm7 G7 Cmaj7

When you're on a plane alone

Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6

And if I had the money honey I'd strap you in beside me

D7 G7

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 Refers... Lady's choice, everybody dance..."

Repeat chorus

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Chord diagrams: F# - |xx4322| D7 -|xxo212| Dm7 - |xxo211|

G7 - |32ooo1| Cmaj7-|x32ooo| C6 - |xx2213|

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@SONG: Cuban Crime of Passion

@CHORDS: Sean Costello (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)

Cuban Crime of Passion

By: Jimmy Buffett

1973

Intro: D G(alt) D(alt) A(alt) G(alt) D(alt2)

D G D

Well now Billy Voltaire was a piano player up from Miami way

He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the stars

E7 A7

The ladies would pay and pay

G D C G

But one night he did wind up playin' in Havana town

D A D

Nobody knew, least Billy Voltaire that these were his final sounds

He met up with Merrita, a dancer in from the coast

Half woman, half child she drove him half wild

He loved that lady the most

But one night he did find her in the arms of shrimper Dan

So he pulled a knife, took poor Danny's life

Then he turned his own cold hand

Chorus:

D G

It's just a Cuban crime of passion

D

Messy and old-fashioned

A D

Yeah, that's what the papers did say

G

It's just a Cuban crime of passion

D

Anjejo and knives a-slashin'

A A-B-C

But that's what the people like to read about

A-B-C D

Up in America, up in America

(Repeat Intro chords)

Well now, they never found Merrita

Some people say she got ill

Billy Voltaire had no one to claim him

He was buried on Pauper's Hill

And no one talks about him no more, it happened just a week ago

But people get by and people get high,

In the tropics they come and they go

(Repeat chorus)

(Repeat Intro chords and fade)

Chord diagrams:

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|xx0787| - G(alt)

|xx0-11-10-10| - D(alt)

|xx09-10-9| - A(alt)

|xx0775| - D(alt2)

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@SONG: Why Don't We Get Drunk

@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)

Why Don't We Get Drunk

By: Marvin Gardens (A.K.A. Jimmy Buffett)

1973

D D7 G D

I really do, appreciate the fact you're sittin' here

Your voice sounds so wonderful

E7 A7

But your face don't look too clear

G D

So barmaid bring a pitcher, another round a' brew

G A D D7

Honey why don't we get drunk and screw?

Chorus:

G A D

Why don't we get drunk and screw?

E7 A7

I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you

G

They say you are a snuff queen

D

Honey I don't think that's true

G A D

So, why don't we get drunk and screw

Spoken: "Pick it Coral Reefers, here we go..."

Solo (violin)

Chorus:

Why don't we get drunk and screw?

I just bought a waterbed 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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@SONG: Peanut Butter Conspiracy

@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)

Peanut Butter Conspiracy

By: Jimmy Buffett

1973

C G

Looking back at my hard luck days

F C

I really do have to laugh

C G

Working in a dive for twenty six dollars

F G

Spending it all on grass

F C

We were hungry hard luck heros

F G

Trying just to stay alive

F C

We'd go down to the corner drug

D G

This is how we'd survive

Chorus:

C

Who's going to steal the peanut butter?

F C

I'll get a can of sardines

C

Running up and down the aisle of the mini mart

F G

Sticking food in our jeans

F C

We never took more than we could eat

F G

There was plenty left on the rack

F C

We all swore if we ever got rich

G C

We would pay the mini mart back

F C F C

Yes sir! Yes sir!

G C

We would pay the mini mart back

It was a two man operation

Had it all down on a note

Ricky would watch that big round mirror

And I'd fill up my coat

Then we'd head for the checkout aisle

With a lemon and a bottle of beer

Into to the car, got to make it on home

Supper time's gettin' near

(Repeat chorus)

I guess every good picker has had some hard times

I sure had my share

It's really kind of funny to laugh at it now

But I don't want to go back there

So every now and then when I'm in the grocery

I take a little but not much

You never know when those hard times will hit you

And I don't want to lose my touch

(Repeat chorus)

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@SONG: They Don't Dance Like Carmen No More

@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)

They Don't Dance Like Carmen No More

By: Jimmy Buffett

1973

Intro: (see tab) C A F G C A F G

(Intro Tab:) ("Run" tab:)

e----------------- e -------------------------

b----------------- b ----------2--3--2--------

g----------------- g ----------2-----2--------

d----------------- d ----------2-----2--------

a-----0--3--0----- a -3-2-1-------------------

E---3------------- E -------------------------

C A F G

Walkin' down new streets the music is loud

C A F G

Neon signs bring in tumultuous crowds

F G "Run" A

But I'm just an old man, I'd probably get sore

F G C C A F G

Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more

She and old Cougie, my what a pair

Just doin' the Rhumba as no one else dared

Slidin' and glidin' past Hollywood floors

But they don't dance like Carmen no more

She had a big hat, my it was high

Had bananas and mangos all piled to the sky

And how she could balance it, I wouldn't dare

Cause they don't dance like Carmen nowhere

But the lady's not with us, she died long ago

And they don't run her movies on late midnight shows

Cause the kids would get restless, and the grown-ups would snore

Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more

(Repeat second verse w/ "hardwood waxed floors")

No more, no more

And I'm just an old man, I'd probably get sore

But they don't dance like Carmen no more

10 cents a dance, might take a chance (fade)

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@SONG: I Have Found Me A Home

@CHORDS: (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)/(mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)

I Have Found Me A Home

By: Jimmy Buffett

1973

A D

Days drift by, they don't have names

A D

None of the streets here look the same

G Em A D

There's so many quiet places

E7 A7

Smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces

Chorus:

G Em A D G Em A Bm

And I have found me a home, I have found me a home

G D E7 A7

You can have the rest of everything I own

G Em A D

'Cause I have found me a home

My old red bike gets me around

To the bars and the beaches of my town

There aren't many reasons I would leave

'Cause I have found me some peace

Bm

And the ladies aren't demanding here,

D

They'll never ask too much

Bm E7

When you're comin' off a cold love, that's sure

A7

A nice warm touch

(Repeat Chorus)

And the days drift by, they don't have names

And none of the streets here look the same

There aren't many reasons I would leave

'Cause I have found me some peace

(Repeat chorus)

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@SONG: My Lovely Lady

@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)

My Lovely Lady

By: Jimmy Buffett

1973

C G

When I pay my bills

F C

Gonna leave these Tennessee hills

Am

Take my lady to the sea

C G

That's where we both come from

F C

That's where we both belong

Am G

Think I'll go back to the Keys

Chorus:

F C

'Cause I don't want the fame that brings confusion

F G Am

Where people recognize you on a plane

F C

All I want's the quiet and the comforts

D G C

That livin' with my lovely lady brings

Somehow we survived the double talk and jive

Things are looking better all the time

I owe her all I can 'cause she made me understand

The simple way that we should live our lives

Chorus:

And I don't want the fame that brings confusion

Where people recognize you on a plane

All I want's the quiet and the comforts

That livin' with my lovely lady brings

Let me tell you now she can eat her own weight up in crab meat

And there's plenty of that down there by the sea

Well we're sailin' in those warm December breezes

Sendin' picture postcards back to Tennessee

Chorus:

Yes and I don't want the fame that brings confusion

Where people recognize you on a plane

All I want's the quiet and the comforts

That livin' with my lovely lady brings

Yeah that livin' with my lovely lady brings

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@SONG: Death of an Unpopular Poet

@CHORDS: Sean Costello (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)

Death of an Unpopular Poet

By: Jimmy Buffett

1973

Note:

** This song is played capoed on the 5th fret. The key is generally

** "D" in the verse, but with a bassnote run.

** It's fingerpicked, so play with it a little to get the right sound.

Intro: D D/C# D/B D/A G A D Dsus4 D

D D/C# D/B D/A G A

I once knew a poet who lived before his time

D D/C# D/B D/A G A

He and his dog Spooner listened while he'd rhyme

Bm F#m Bm C C/B Am7 A Asus4 A

Words to make you happy, words to make you cry

D D/C# D/B D/A G A D Dsus4 D

Then one day the poet suddenly did die

D D/C# D/B D/A G A Asus4

But he left behind a closet filled with verse and rhyme

D D/C# D/B D/A G A Asus4

Through some strange transaction, one was printed in the Times

Bm F#m Bm C C/B Am7 A Asus4 A

And everybody's searchin' for the king of underground

BRIDGE:

D D/C# D/B D/A G A D Dsus4

Well they found him down in Florida with a tombstone for a crown

G D/F# A G D/F# A

Every-body knows the line from his book that cost $4.99

G D/F# A G D Dsus4 D

I wonder if he knows he's doin' quite this fine

'Cause his books are all bestsellers

And his poems were turned to song

Had his brother on the talk shows

Though they never got along

And now he's called immortal, yes he's even taught in school

They say he used his talents, a most proficient tool

But he left all of his royalties to Spooner his old hound

Growin' old on steak and bacon in a doghouse ten feet 'round

And everybody wonders did he really lose his mind?

No he was just a poet who lived before his time

He was just a poet who lived before his time

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