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Songs for the Saints

2018

Trying To Reason With Hurrican...

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Squall's out on the gulf stream
Big storm's comin' soon
I passed out in my hammock
God I slept 'till way past noon
Stood up and tried to focus
I hoped I wouldn't have to look far
I knew I could use a bloody Mary
So I stumbled next door to the bar

And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out then I can go on

Something about this Sunday
It's a most peculiar day
Strollin' down the avenue
That's known as A1A
Feelin' tired and then I got inspired
I knew that it wouldn't last long
So all alone I walked back home
Sat on the beach and then I made up this song

And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out then I can go on

Well the wind is blowin' harder now
50 knots or there about
There's white caps on the ocean
And I am watchin for water spouts
It's time to close the shutters
It's time to go inside
I am week I'll be in gay Paris
Hell that's a mighty long airplane ride

And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out then I can go on
Yes it cleans me out then I can go on
Yeah, it cleans me out then I can go on

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Jimmy Buffet

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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