Written by Jimmy Buffett/Bobby Holcomb
Intro: E E A B B A E (repeat) E A B IA ORA TE NA-TURA B A E A B E MEA A-ROFA TEIE AO NEI E A B IA ORA TE NA-TURA B A E A B E MEA A-ROFA TEIE AO NEI E D I know I don't get there often enough E D But God knows I surely try E D It's a magic kind of medicine A G E That no doctor could prescribe E D I used to rule my world from a pay phone E D And ships out on the sea E But now times are rough D And I got too much stuff A G E Can't explain the likes of me(SOLO {repeats Chorus chords})E A B E But there's this one particular harbor A B E So far but yet so near A B E A Where I see the days as they fade away A B E And finally disappear B But now I think about the good times E Down in the Caribbean sunshine B In my younger days I was so bad B A E Laughin' about all the fun we had B I've seen enough to feel the world spin E Mixin' different oceans meetin' cousins B Listen to the drummers and the night sounds B A E Listen to the singers make the world go round
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