Living And Dying Album

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@SONG: Pencil Thin Mustache

Pencil Thin Mustache

By: Jimmy Buffett

1974

Now they make new movies in old black and white

With happy endings, where nobody fights

So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage

Honey, jump right up and show your age

I wish I had a pencil thin mustache

The "Boston Blackie" kind

A two toned Ricky Ricardo jacket

And an autographed picture of Andy Devine

Oh I remember bein' buck-toothed and skinny

Writin' fan letters to Sky's niece Penny

Oh I wish I had a pencil thin mustache

Then I could solve some mysteries too

Oh it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin' up fast

Drinkin' on a fake I.D.

And Rama of the jungle was everyone's Bawana

But only jazz musicians were smokin' marijuana

Yeah, I wish I had a pencil thin mustache

then I could solve some mysteries too

(same as above chords with this verse)

But then it's flat top, dirty bob, coppin' a feel

Grubbin' on the livin' room floor (so sore)

Yeah, they send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge,

But all you want to do is learn how to score

Yeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear

I don't go to church and I don't cut my hair

But I can go to movies and see it all there

Just the way that it used to be

That's why I wish I had a pencil thin mustache

The "Boston Blackie" kind, a two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket

And an autographed picture of Andy Devine

Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be

Maybe suave Errol Flynn or a Sheik of Arabie

If I only had a pencil thin mustache

Then I could do some cruisin' too

Yeah, Bryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah

Oh, I could do some cruisin' too

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Chord diagrams: E7 - |o2o1oo| A7 - |xo2o2o|

B7 - |x212o2| F#7- |xx432o|

F#m - |244222| Bb - |113331| C7 - |x3231o|

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@SONG: Come Monday

@CHORDS: Kevin Shuholm

Come Monday

By: Jimmy Buffett

Note: play in G, capo 2nd fret

Headin' up to San Francisco

For the Labor Day week-end show,

I've got my hush-puppies on I guess I

Never was meant for glitter rock and roll

And, honey, I didn't know, that I'd be missin' you so

Come Monday it'll be all right

Come Monday I'll be holdin' you tight

I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze

And I just want you back by my side

Yes, it's been quite a summer

Rent-a-cars and west-bound trains

And now you're off on vacation

Somethin' you tried to explain

And darlin', it's I love you so

That's the reason I just let you go

(Repeat chorus)

I can't help it honey, you're that much a part of me now

Remember that night in Montana

C 5/2 5/0 C 5/2 5/0 D F C G

when we said there'd be no room for doubt

I hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry

I know that it's pretty up there

We can go hikin' on Tuesday

With you I'd walk anywhere

California has worn me quite thin

I just can't wait to see you again

(Repeat chorus)

I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze

And I just want you back by my side...

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Chord diagrams: Amaj7=|x02120| Dmaj7=|xx0222|

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@SONG: Ringling, Ringling

@CHORDS: Sean Costello (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)

RINGLING, RINGLING

By: Jimmy Buffett

 

 

Ringling, Ringling slippin' away

Only forty people livin' there today

Streets are dusty, and the bank has been torn down

It's a dyin' little town

Church window's broken, that place ain't been used in years

Jail don't have a sheriff or a cell

And electric trains, they run by maybe once or twice a month

Easin' it on down to Mussel Shell

(Repeat chorus)

And across from the bar there's a pile of beer cans

Been there twenty seven years

Imagine all the heartaches and tears in 27 years of beer

So we hopped back in the rent-a-car and we hit the cruise control

Pretty soon the town was out of sight

But we left behind a fat barmaid, a cowboy and a dog

Bracin' for a Ringling Friday night

Ringling, Ringling you're just slippin' away

I wonder how many people will be there a year from today

Cause the streets are dusty and the bank has been torn down

It's a dyin' little town

G A7 D (intro chords)

Yeah, it's a dyin' little town

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@SONG: Brahma Fear

@CHORDS: Sean Costello (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)

Brahma Fear

By: Jimmy Buffett

1974

 

I'd like to ride the rodeo, but I've got brahma fear

So I'll just stick to aeroplanes, gently pop my ears

Drink a lot of whiskey, it gives me such a glow

It makes me quite immobile, but it lets my feelings show

And I'm somewhere below the spotlight

Somewhere below the ground

You dig deep enough you might find me

Find me and you've found my sound

Yes I own a whaler boat, it slides across the sea

And some folks say I'm part of it

And I know it's part of me

When I'm feeling solitaire, it lets me be alone

And when I want to habitate, it carries me back home

And I'm somewhere below the sunlight

Somewhere upon the sea

You dig deep enough, you might find me

Find me, 'cause that's where I'll be

Yes I'll drink a lot of whiskey

It gives me such a glow

It makes me quite immobile, but it lest my feelings show

Yes, it makes me quite immobile,

But it lets my feelings show

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@SONG: Brand New Country Star

@CHORDS: Sean Costello (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)

Brand New Country Star

By: Jimmy Buffett

1974

 

Well he outgrew his sequined suit, sold his Trailways bus

Let his hair get a little too long

His ducktail's bit the dust

His custom made, pearl-inlaid guitar slipped from his hand

And in its place a new electrical one he had flown in from Japan

'Cause he's a cheeseburger eatin', abandoned Sunday meetin'

Brand new country star

He rides around in a Lincoln Continental

Those steer horns on his car

Oh, the record men say he's livin' end

They're gonna spin him right to the top

Yeah he's a hot roman candle from the Texas panhandle

He can either go country or pop

Got a good old friend name of Texas Ben,

Tells him all the spots to play

And a sweet little lady, he calls her Sexy Sadie

She's with the boy night and day

They're gonna open up a chain of fancy bowlin' lanes

The first one in his old hometown

And on ribbon-cuttin' day they'll come from miles away

The folks'll all gather 'round and sing

(Repeat chorus)

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@SONG: Livingston's Gone to Texas

@CHORDS: (costells@guvax.georgetown.edu)

Livingston's Gone to Texas

By: Jimmy Buffett

1974

 

Nothing is different, nothing's changed at all

Livingston's gone to Texas, they say he had a ball

They say he learned to be a cowboy

They say he learned to rope and ride

But I wonder if he ever thinks about the tears his woman cried

Now Holly, won't you let me

Try and make you smile

You loved him as if he were your husband

Now he'll be gone awhile

Wrote he had to see the country

On starry nights he wished you were there

And so would show wherever he goes

Deep inside you know he really cares

And nothin' is different, nothin's changed at all

Livingston's still in Texas

Snow's about to fall

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Chord diagrams: D#m - |xx4342|

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@SONG: The Wino And I Know

The Wino and I Know

By: Jimmy Buffett

1974

 

The ice cream man he's a hillbilly fan

He's got seventy-eights by Hank Snow

Walks down the street, shufflin' his feet

To the rhythm that only he knows

And I've seen him in so many places

I saw him on the night I was born

In a Bourbon Street bar, I received my first scar