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Lone Palm

Jimmy Buffett

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@SONG: Lone Palm
@CHORDS: Sean Costello (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)
LONE PALM
By: Jimmy Buffett

      *This song is played on a capo 2 guitar....

Intro:  D A E A  D A E A
        D A E A  D A E A

   E                       A
My garden is filled with papayas and mangos
   E                    A
My life is a mixture of reggaes and tangos
D                        A                      E
Taste for the good life, I can live it no other way
      D                          A
While out on the beach there are two empty chairs
         D                        A
That say more than the people who ever sit there
     D                  A                     E
From under my lone palm I can look out on the day

Chorus:
             D  A    E           A
       Where no bird flies by my window
       D  A       E          A
       No ship is tied to my tree
       D                       A
       Love is a wave building to a crescendo
       E                               (Intro chords)
       Ride if you will, ride it with me

I know this girl made memories and phrases
Who lived her whole life in both chapters and phrases
Danced 'till the dawn, wished all her worries away
Well she wasn't crazy, no she wasn't mad
She just wanted the father that she never had
From under my lone palm I think about her today

Chorus

Bridge:
F#m                            A
We sailed from the port of indecision
F#m                               A
Young and wild with oh so much to learn
G              D           E                 F#m
Days turn into years as we tried to fool our fears
           D           E          A
But to the port of indecision I returned

My gardens are filled with papayas and mangos
My life is a mixture of jingles and jangles
Come Christmas winds and blow all my worries away

Chorus

Chord Diagrams:
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|244222| - F#m
(Of course, Capo2, it's actually |466444|)
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@SONG: Delaney Talks to Statues
@CHORDS: Sean Costello (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)
DELANEY TALKS TO STATUES
By: Jimmy Buffett, Mac McAnally, Amy Lee

Intro:  A E B E  A B E
        A E B E  A B E

A       E        B  E           A       B         E
Delaney talks to statues as she dances 'round the pool
A          E            B     E         A         B       E
She chases cats through Roman ruins and stomps on big toadstools
A            E        B       E        A     B      A E
She speaks a language all her own that I can not discover
A       E       B        E         A         B         A E
But she knows I love her so when I tuck her 'neath the covers


Chorus:
     A E     B    E    A    E      B E
     Father, daughter, down by the water
     A      E     B      E       A      E       B   E
     Shells sink, dreams float-- life's good on our boat

Delaney draws me pictures, she finger paints the sand
We chase the dogs and hop like frogs, then I do my bad handstand

She's growing up too fast for me and asking lots of questions
Some I know the answers to and some I'm looking for suggestions

Chorus:
     Father, daughter, born by the water
     Surf's up, sun's down-- life in a beach town

Bridge:
C#m             G#m                    A                 B
And some of the things I've seen maybe she won't have to see
C#m                         G#m                 A              B
But there's a lot I want to pass along that was handed down to me

*Repeat first verse and Chorus

Chord Diagrams:
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|x46654| - C#m       |466444| - G#m
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		Uncle John's Band

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     I		    II

  G					             C        G
Oh, the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more,
  G						   C		 G
'Cause when life looks like Easy Street there is danger at your door.
 Amin	 	       Emin  C		      D
Think this through with me; let me know your mind.
 C    D          G       D   C  G    D       G
Whoa-oh, what I want to know-oh, is are you kind.
 G						C	G
It's a buck dancer's choice, my friend, better take my advice;
 G					C	      G
You know all the rules by now, and the fire from the ice.
 Amin	     	  Emin  C		   D
Will you come with me, won't you come with me?
 C   D	  	 G	 D   C	  G    D        G
Whoa-oh, what I want to know-oh, will you come with me?

 G                  C G    Amin      G        D
God damn! well I declare!  Have you seen the like?
 D     C                       		     G    D          C       D
Their walls are built of cannonballs, their motto is "Don't tread on me".
 G			C    Amin   G       D
Come hear Uncle John's band playing by the riverside,
 C				G       D       C      D
Got some things to talk about, here beside the rising tide.

G  Bmin  C  D  G  Bmin  C  D  G  Bmin  C  D  G  Bmin  C  D

 G					       C            G
It's the same story the crow told me, it's the only one he knows;
 G				    C		     G
Like the morning sun you come, and like the wind you go.
Amin		 Emin	C	       D
Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait.
 C    D          G    D    C    G    D        G
Whoa-oh, what I want know-oh, where does the time go?
G    			       C 		G
I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb;
G			   C		   G
I've got me a violin and I beg you, call a tune.
Amin	   Emin	  C     	   D
Anybody's choice, I can hear your voice.
 C   D    	 G       D   C    G    D       G
Whoa-oh, what I want to know-oh, how does the song go?

 G     			C    Amin   G       D
Come hear Uncle John's band by the riverside
 C			       G       D      C       D
Got some things to talk about here beside the rising tide.
 G			C  Amin     G    D
Come hear Uncle John's band playing to the tide
 C			         G       D        C        D
Come on along or go alone, he's come to take his children home.

Dmin     G  C  Dmin    G  C  Dmin    G  C  Dmin    G  C

         I II  I II  I II  I II

 II		 		 C		G
Whoa-oh, what I want to know-oh, how does the song go?

(A capella)
Come hear Uncle John's band by the riverside

Got some things to talk about, here beside the rising tide.
 G			C    Amin   G      D
Come here Uncle John's band playing to the tide,
 C		                 G       D        C        D
Come on along or go alone, he's come to take his children home.
Dmin    G    C    Dmin G    C    Dmin G    C    I
	La lala lala,  la lala lala,  la lala lalaaaaa......

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