By: jimmy buffett and greg taylor 1977 I guess it all blew up in missoula There just was no other way After months of goin' crazy, there was nothin' left
for a bite Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum And we wound up drinkin all night Chorus: It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Down around Biloxi Pretty girls are dancing in the sea They all look like sisters in the ocean The boy will fill his pale with salty water And the storms
By: jimmy buffett 1971 In the shelter In the mornin' as the sun was brightly beaming I heard her crying out, "what is it all about? I just don't
Years grow shorter, not longer The more you've been on your own Feelin's for movin' grow stronger So you wonder why you ever go home Wonder why you ever
By: jimmy buffett 1977 I must look a mess I must admit But I have been travelling quite a bit South of the border Where the law and order Is kept by federales
Down to the Banana Republics Down to the tropical sun Go the expatriated American Hopin' to find some fun Some of them go for the sailing Brought by
By: jimmy buffett 1977 Now what would they do if I just sailed away Who the hell really compelled me to leave today Runnin' low on stories of what made
By: johnathan baham 1977 Drink it up, this one's for you It's been a lovely cruise I'm sorry it's ending, oh it's sad, but it's true Honey, it's been
Превод: Джими Бъфет. Промени в географски, промени в нагласите.
Down around Biloxi Pretty girls are dancin' in the sea They all look like sisters in the ocean The boy will fill his pail with salty water And the storms
went out for a bite. Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum, and we wound up drinkin' all night. It's those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Drink it up This ones for you It's been a lovely cruise I'm sorry it's ended It's sad but it's true Honey it's been a lovely cruise These moments were
Nibblin' on sponge cake, watchin' the sun bake; All of those tourists covered with oil. Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing. Smell those
I guess it all blew up in Missoula There just was no other way After months of going crazy There was nothing left to say But when the dust had finally
I must look a mess I must admit But I have been traveling quite a bit South of the border where the law and order Is kept by Federales who just grin
Years grow shorter, not longer, the more you've been on your own. Feelin's for movin' grow stronger' so you wonder why you ever go home, wonder why you