Jimmy Buffett - Migration Lyrics
By: jimmy buffett1974Whoa, lookin back at my backgroundTryin to figure out how I ever got hereSome things are still a mystery to meWhile others are much too clearIm just livin in the sunshineStay contented most of the timeYeah listenin to murphy, walker, and willisSing me their texas rhymesMost of the people who retire in floridaAre wrinkled and they lean on a crutchAnd mobile homes are smotherin my keysI hate those bastards so muchI wish a summer squall would blow them allThe way up to fantasy landYeah theyre ugly and square, they dont belong hereThey looked a lot better as beer cansChorus:Yeah, and thats why its still a mystery to meWhy some people live like they doSo many nice things happenin out thereThey never even seen the cluesWhoa but were doin fine, we can travel and rhymeI know we been doin our partGot a caribbean soul I can barely controlAnd some texas hidden here in my heartWell now I might have joined the merchant marineIf I hadnt learned how to singAnd on top of all that I got married too earlycost me much more than a ringBut now those crazy days are overJust gotta learn from the wrong things you doneI came off the rebound, started lookin aroundFigured out its time to have a little funChorus:Yeah, and thats why its still a mystery to meWhy some people live like they doSo many nice things happenin out thereThey never even seen the cluesWhoa but were doin fine, we can travel and rhymeI know we been doin our partGot a caribbean soul I can barely controlAnd some texas hidden here in my heartWell now if I ever live to be an old manIm gonna sail down to martiniqueIm gonna buy me a sweat-stained bogart suitAnd an african parakeetAnd then Ill sit him on my shoulderAnd open up my trusty old mindI gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to fussAnd pull the cork out of a bottle of wineChorus:Yeah, and thats why its still a mystery to meWhy some people live like they doSo many nice things happenin out thereThey never even seen the cluesYeah but were doin fine, we can travel and rhymeI know we been doin our partGot a caribbean soul I can barely controlAnd some texas hidden here in my heartCoda:Yeah, got a caribbean soul I can barely controlAnd some texas hidden here in my heart (yodelling...)
