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Tryin To Reason With Hurricane Season

Jimmy Buffett

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D                               G                       D
Squalls out on the gulf stream,  big storms comin' soon
    G                 D      E7                          A7
I passed out in my hammock,  God, I slept 'till way past noon
G                       D    
Stood up and tried to focus  
                                    C   G   A
I hoped I wouldn't have to look far
  G                           D
I knew I could use a Bloody Mary
      A7                       D 
so I stumbled next door to the bar

Chorus:
     D          Bm                    F#m
     And now I must confess,   I could use some rest
     G                  A7          D
     I can't run at this pace very long
              Bm                         F#m
     Yes it's quite insane,   I think it hurts my brain
             G                     A7         D
     But it cleans me out   and then I can go on

There's something about this Sunday, it's a most peculiar gray
Strolling down the avenue   that's known as A1A
I was feeling tired, then I got inspired
And I knew that it wouldn't last long
So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach
and then I made up this song

(repeat chorus)

Well, the wind is blowin' harder now,  fifty knots or there abouts
There's white caps on the ocean, and I'm watchin' for waterspouts
It's time to close the shutters,  it's time to go inside
In a week I'll be in gay Paris  
Well that's a mighty long airplane ride

chorus

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Tryin To Reason With Hurricane Season

Jimmy Buffett