What is your favorite Jimmy Buffett song?

Question

He went to Paris
Looking for answers
To questions that bothered him so

He was impressive
Young and aggressive
Savin' the world on his own
But the warm summer breezes
The French wines and cheeses
Put him ambition at bay
His summers and winters
Scattered like splinters
And four to five yeas 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 young son named Jim
And all of the answers, and all the questions
He 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
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 falling and he was recalling
Answers he'd 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
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.

And he went to Paris looking for answers
To questions that bother him so.

Answer 1

classic
margarartaville

nibblin on spongecake
watchin the sun bake
all those tourist covered in oil
strummin my six string
on my front porch swing
smell those shrimp
hey there stating to boil

wasted away again in margaritaville
searchin for my lost shaker of salt
some people claim that theres a woman to balme
but i know its nobodys fault
i dont know the reason
stayed here all season
nothing to show but this brand new tattoo
but its a real beauty
a mexican cutie
how it got there i havent a clue
wasted away again in maragrittaville
searchin for my lost shaker of salt
some people claim that theres a woman to blame
but i know its my own damn fault
i blew out my flip flop
step on a pop top
broke my leg twice
i had to limp on back home
but theres booze in the blender
and soon it will render
that frozen concoction that helps me hang on
wasted away again in margaritaville
searchin for my lost shaker of salt
some people say that theres a woman to blame
but i know
its my own damn fault

i think thats how it goes might have gotten a line or two backwards but i still love it

Answer 2

Cowboy In The Jungle
By: Jimmy Buffett
1978
There's a cowboy in the jungle
And he looks so out of place
With his shrimpskin boots and his cheap cheroots
And his skin as white as paste

Headin' south to Paraguay
Where the Gauchos sing and shout
Now he's stuck in Porto Bello
Since his money all ran out
So he hangs out with the sailors
Night and day they're raisin' hell
And his original destination's just another
Story that he loves to tell

With no plans for the future
He still seems in control
From a bronco ride to a ten foot tide
He just had to learn to roll

Chorus:
Roll with the punches
Play all of his hunches
Make the best of whatever came his way
What he lacked in ambition
He made up with intuition
Plowing straight ahead come what may

Steel band in the distance
And their music floats across the bay
While American women in moomoos
Talk about all the things they did today
And their husbands quack about fishing
As they slug those rum drinks down
Discussing who caught what and who sat on his butt
But it's the only show in town.

Chorus:
They're tryin' to drink all the punches
They all may lose their lunches
Tryin' to cram lost years into five or six days
Seems that blind ambition erased their intuition
Plowin' straight ahead come what may.

I don't want to live on that kind of island
No I don't want to swim in a roped off sea
Too much for me, too much for me
I've got to be where the wind and the water are free.

Alone on a midnight passage
I can count the falling stars
While the Southern Cross and the satellites
They remind me of where we are
Spinning around in circles
Living it day to day
And still twenty four hours may be sixty good years
It's still not that long a stay.

Chorus:
We've gotta roll with the punches
Learn to play all of our hunches
Makin' the best of whatever comes your way
Forget that blind ambition
And learn to trust your intuition
Plowin' straight ahead come what may
And there's a cowboy in the jungle

Answer 3

I like the "Margaritaville" one. I went to Jamaica last fall and there is a restaurant/bar called "Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville" in Montego Bay. I went there and had an incredible time. Jimmy Buffett and that song will always remind me of Jamaica now and always make me smile.

Answer 4

1. Math Sucks
2. Margaretaville
3. Brown Eye'd Girl

Answer 5

I prefer Come Monday. Come Monday, it'll be alright, come monday I'll be holding you tight. I spent 4 lonely days in a brown western haze and I just want you back by my side.

Answer 6

Come Monday

Answer 7

"Cheeseburger in Paradise"

Tried to amend my carnivorous habits
Made it nearly seventy days
Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds
Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays

But at night I'd had these wonderful dreams
Some kind of sensuous treat
Not zuchinni, fettucini or bulghar wheat
But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat

Chorus:
Cheeseburger in paradise (paradise)
Heaven on earth with an onion slice (paradise)
Not too particular not too precise (paradise)
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise

Heard about the old time sailor men
They eat the same thing again and again
Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead
Well it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn

Times have changed for sailors these days
When I'm in port I get what I need
Not just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris
But that American creation on which I feed

Chorus:
Cheeseburger in paradise (paradise)
Medium rare with mustard 'be nice (paradise)
Heaven on earth with an onion slice (paradise)
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise

I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well good God Almighty which way do I steer for my

Chorus:
Cheeseburger in paradise (paradise)
Makin' the best of every virtue and vice (paradise)
Worth every damn bit of sacrifice (paradise)
To get a cheeseburger in paradise
To be a cheeseburger in paradise
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise

Coda:
I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well good God Almighty which way do I steer for my

Answer 8

I like that one. I love Jimmy Buffett.

Answer 9

has to be margaritaville, timeless classic

Answer 10

MARGARITAVILLE!!!