Jimmy Buffett – Cowboy In The Jungle (Guitar)

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[Chords] C6/G 3 0 2 0 1 3 [Intro] G C G C/G G [Verse 1]
          G
There's a cowboy in the jungle

       Am
And he looks so out of place

         D
With his shrimpskin boots and his cheap cheroots

        C       D        G     
And his skin as white as paste

G
Headin' south to Paraguay

          Am
Where the Gauchos sing and shout

         D
Now he's stuck in Porto Bello

          C         D    G    C   D   C
Since his money all ran out

      G
So he hangs out with the sailors

          Am
Night and day they're raisin' hell

        D
And his original destination's just another

C             D        G
Story that he loves to tell

     G
With no plans for the future

   Am
He still seems in control

       D
From a bronco ride to a ten foot tide

        C       D       G
He just had to learn to roll
[Chorus]
C    D        G
Roll with the punches

C          D      G
Played all of his hunches

C                G                 D
Made the best of whatever came his way

     C         D      G
What he lacked in ambition

        C       D  Em
He made up with in-tuition

C                D               G   C   D   C 
Plowing straight ahead come what may
[Verse 2]
G
Steel band in the distance

          Am
And their music floats across the bay

      D
While American women in moo-moos

           C                   D     G
Talk about all the things they did today

          G
And their husbands quack about fishing

        Am
As they slug those rum drinks down

           D
Discussing who caught what and who sat on his butt

             C     D      G
But it's the only show in town
[Chorus]
                  C     D       G
They're tryin' to drink all the punches

     C       D          G
They all may lose their lunches

C                   G                      D
Tryin' to cram lost years into five or six days

C          D     G        C            D   Em
Seems that blind ambition erased their intuition

C                D               G    C   D   C
Plowin' straight ahead come what may
[Bridge]
    F               C                    G
Now I don't want to live on that kind of island

   F               C                   G
No I don't want to swim in a roped off sea

             Em   Em7          A7
Too much for you, too much for me

C                        D                      G    C   D   C
I've got to be where the wind and the water are free
[Verse 3]
G
Alone on a midnight passage

       Am
I can count the falling stars

          D
While the Southern Cross and the satellites

      C           D        G
They remind me of where we are

G
Spinning around in circles

Am
Living it day to day

          D
And still twenty four hours may be sixty good years

            C        D      G
It's really not that long a stay
[Chorus]
            C    D        G
We've gotta roll with the punches

         C        D      G
Learn to play all of our hunches

C                G                   D
Make the best of whatever comes your way

C           D     G
Forget that blind ambition

             C          D   Em
And learn to trust your intuition

C                D                G    C   D   C
Plowin' straight ahead, come what may

              D      C  D   G
And there's a cowboy in the jungle