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Death Of An Unpopular Poet

Jimmy Buffett

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From: tim@ins.infonet.net (Tim Nemec)

Here's a stab at one of my favorite Buffet songs.  Corrections and
suggestions are welcomed.  The slash notation for those unfamiliar
with it just indicates the bass note played with the chord. For
example G/F# is a G chord with an F# bass note

Also, excuse my ignorance here - not knowing the name of the chord, but I
typical use the G which includes the 'd' note of the B string i.e.

   E A D G B E
   3 2 0 0 3 3


   Death Of An Unpopular Poet   (Jimmy Buffet)


   G      G/F#   C   G     C      C/B       D
   I once knew a poet, who lived before his time
   G       G/F#    C     G C            C/B      D
   He and his dog Spooner, who listened while he rhymed
   Em               Bm     C        C/B      F   F/E D
   Words to make ya happy, words to make you cry
   G        G/F#    C   G  C    D     G    C G
   Then one day the poet suddenly did die


   But he left behind a closet, filled with verse and rhyme
   Through some strange transaction one was printed in the Times
   And everybody searchin for the king of underground
   Well they found him down in Florida, with a tombstone for a crown


   C   C/B       D
   And everybody knows the lines
   C       C/B              D
   From his book that costs $4.99
   C     C/B           D
   And I wonder if he knows he's doin
   C          G
   Quite this fine


   Cause his books are all best sellers, his poems were turned to songs
   Had his brother on a talk show, though they never got along
   And now he's called immortal, yes he's even taught in school
   They say he used his talent, a most proficient tool


   But he left all of his royalties, to Spooner his old hound
   Growin old on steak and bacon, in a dog house 10 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.