Jimmy Buffett Lyrics
Jimmy Buffett Lyrics
"Truckstop Salvation Lyrics"
Afghan Lyrics
Just like the children's sand pit Just like the wild wild west At random choose a target It's not enough to be second best So now you wanna fight him The weaker one is always wrong Yeah now you wanna fight him
By: Jimmy Buffett
1970
Straight-laced leather-faced he rolled
In like he owned the two-bit town
Dollar bills bulging from his bell-bottomed jeans
The population they gathered 'round
Nothing this exciting since a fertilizer truck
Blew a front tire and landed in the creek
Everybody talkin' everybody strainin'
Tryin' to get a little peek
Chorus:
It's just the world they'll never know
Not a country fair side show
Reality they'll so
He's what they've tried to kill
With their Bibles and their stills
But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free
Payin' for the gas he wickedly shouted thanks
And continued on his journey all once again
Just about the time a siren fast-approached and
The pot bellied sheriff he whizzed right in
With his self inflicted grammar started shoutin'
Accusations at the long haired greasy looking ape
While a local D.J. from the fifty watt
The whole damn thing on tape
Chorus:
It's just the world they'll never know
Not a country fair side show
Reality they'll somehow never see
He's what they've tried to kill
With their Bibles and their stills
But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free
The holy roller preacher told the eager congregation
That the devil had passed right through their nest
But the teenage girls with their locks in curls were
A talkin' 'bou
Now the kids got their cookies while the preacher
Saved some souls and the story spread to everyone in sight
Commotion was the word and everybody heard
He was gone before the night
Chorus:
It's just the world they'll never know
Not a country fair side show
Reality they'll somehow never see
He's what they've tried to kill
With their Bibles and their stills
But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free
Just like the children's sand pit Just like the wild wild west At random choose a target It's not enough to be second best So now you wanna fight him The weaker one is always wrong Yeah now you wanna fight him
By: Jimmy Buffett
1970
Straight-laced leather-faced he rolled
In like he owned the two-bit town
Dollar bills bulging from his bell-bottomed jeans
The population they gathered 'round
Nothing this exciting since a fertilizer truck
Blew a front tire and landed in the creek
Everybody talkin' everybody strainin'
Tryin' to get a little peek
Chorus:
It's just the world they'll never know
Not a country fair side show
Reality they'll so
Ridin' Home Lyrics
I'm sittin' on this train and I'm ridin' home, ridin' home I'm sittin' on this train and I'm ridin' home, ridin' home I've got my bag and I'm ready to go I wish this train didn't move so slow I'm sittin' on this train and I'm ridin'
mehow never see I'm sittin' on this train and I'm ridin' home, ridin' home I'm sittin' on this train and I'm ridin' home, ridin' home I've got my bag and I'm ready to go I wish this train didn't move so slow I'm sittin' on this train and I'm ridin'
He's what they've tried to kill
With their Bibles and their stills
But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free
Payin' for the gas he wickedly shouted thanks
And continued on his journey all once again
Just about the time a siren fast-approached and
The pot bellied sheriff he whizzed right in
With his self inflicted grammar started shoutin'
Accusations at the long haired greasy looking ape
While a local D.J. from the fifty watt
Stoney End Lyrics
I was born from love and my poor mother worked the mines. I was raised on the good book Jesus till I read between the lines. Now I don't believe I want to see the morning. Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the
tation got I was born from love and my poor mother worked the mines. I was raised on the good book Jesus till I read between the lines. Now I don't believe I want to see the morning. Going down the Stoney End, I never wanted to go down the
The whole damn thing on tape
Chorus:
It's just the world they'll never know
Not a country fair side show
Reality they'll somehow never see
He's what they've tried to kill
With their Bibles and their stills
But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free
The holy roller preacher told the eager congregation
That the devil had passed right through their nest
But the teenage girls with their locks in curls were
A talkin' 'bou
Departed Lyrics
Open wounds / can always heal / by killing all I ever feel / click the hammer and let it go / jagged pieces of shattered hope / you call it love / you call it love / tear it free and pour me out.
that hair upon his chest Open wounds / can always heal / by killing all I ever feel / click the hammer and let it go / jagged pieces of shattered hope / you call it love / you call it love / tear it free and pour me out.
Now the kids got their cookies while the preacher
Saved some souls and the story spread to everyone in sight
Commotion was the word and everybody heard
He was gone before the night
Chorus:
It's just the world they'll never know
Not a country fair side show
Reality they'll somehow never see
He's what they've tried to kill
With their Bibles and their stills
But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free