Hitsville U.K.
By: Jimmy Buffett
1974
I remember the smell of the creosote plant
When we'd have to eat on Easter with my crazy old uncle and aunt
They lived in a big house, antebellum style (antebellum)
And the winds would blow across the old bayou
And I was a tranquil little child
Chorus:
Life was just a tire swing
'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing
Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken
And I never knew a thing about pain
Life was just a tire swing
In a few summers my folks packed me off to camp
Yeah me and my cousin' Baxter in our p
1974
I remember the smell of the creosote plant
When we'd have to eat on Easter with my crazy old uncle and aunt
They lived in a big house, antebellum style (antebellum)
And the winds would blow across the old bayou
And I was a tranquil little child
Chorus:
Life was just a tire swing
'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing
Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken
And I never knew a thing about pain
Life was just a tire swing
In a few summers my folks packed me off to camp
Yeah me and my cousin' Baxter in our p
Got It Going On
“Got it going onâ€Â
In your castle all alone now
Once was sweet has now gone bad
Education couldn’t teach you
Only green to past the test
I can see why you’re alone now
Once was sweet has now gone bad
Picked out from a class of many
Got it goin’ on...
As I recall you had it all
but your ways were cruel
Protection day and night
Never see the dawn of light
Dying for a rescue
Sanctuary came unglued
Shattered peace, every part of you
No one wants to claim your fame
Ask me questions I’ll name no names
repeat chorus
Park Avenue, a penthouse view
Overlooks the blues
A homeless man
eats a meal from a trashcan
Imagine being in his shoes
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