Jimmy Buffett – Migration (Ukulele)
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By: Jimmy Buffett
1974
C Lookin' back at my background G7 Tryin' to figure out how I ever got here
Some things are still a mystery to me
C C7 While others are much too clear F I'm just livin' in the sunshine C Am Stay contented most of the time D7 Yeah, listenin' to Murphy, Walker, and Willis G G7 Sing me their Texas rhymes C Now most of the people who retire in Florida G7 Are wrinkled and they lean on a crutch
And mobile homes are smotherin' my keys
C C7 I hate those bastards so much F I wish a summer squall would blow them C Am All the way up to fantasy land Am D7 Yeah, they're ugly and square, they don't belong here F G7 C They looked a lot better as beer cans
[Chorus]
Am Yeah and that's why it's still a mystery to me G Why some people live like they do Am So many nice things happenin' out there D7 G They never even seen the clues F Oh, but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme C Am I know we been doin' our part F C Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control G7 Am C And some Texas hidden here in my heart C Well, now I might have joined the Merchant Marine G7 If I hadn't learned how to sing
And on top of all that I got married too early
C C7 'Cost me much more than a ring F But now those crazy days are over C Am Just gotta learn from the wrong things you've done D7 I came off the rebound, started lookin' around f G7 C Figured out it's time to have a little fun
[Chorus]
Am Yeah and that's why it's still a mystery to me G Why some people live like they do Am So many nice things happenin' out there D7 G They never even seen the clues F Oh, but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme C Am I know we been doin' our part F C Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control G7 Am C And some Texas hidden here in my heart C Well, now if I ever live to be an old man G7 I'm gonna sail down to Martinique
I'm gonna buy me a sweat-stained Bogart suit
C C7 And an African parakeet F And then I'll sit him on my shoulder C Am And open up my trusty old mind D7 I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to fuss F G7 C And pull the cork out of a bottle of wine
[Chorus]
Am Yeah and that's why it's still a mystery to me G Why some people live like they do Am So many nice things happenin' out there D7 G They never even seen the clues F Oh, but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme C Am I know we been doin' our part F C Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control G7 Am C And some Texas hidden here in my heart F C Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can barely control G7 F G C C7 And some Texas hidden here in my heart