I absolutely refuse to let this thread die!

 

So when is the party.....

 

Sorry about the lost verse Brant please forgive me!

 

I'll consider it...

 

Jimmy Buffett
This Hotel Room
Written by - Steve Goodman
From - Hava

 

One of the all-time greats from Livin' and Dyin' in 3/4 Time...

God's Own Drunk
By: Lord Buckley
1974
"Well, like I explained to y'all before I ain't no drinkin' man. I tried it once, and it got me highly irregular and I swore I'd never do it again. But I promised my brother-in-law that I'd go up and watch his still while he went into town to vote.

It was up there on the mountain where the map said it would be. Friends let me tell you one thing though, it wadn't no ordinary still. It stood up that mountainside like... like a huge golden opal.

God's yellar moon was a' shinin' on the cool clear evenin', God's little lanterns just a' twinklin' on and off in the heavens and, like I explained to you once before, I ain't no drinkin' man, But, temptation got the best of me, and I took a slash... (wshew!... woah...) That yellar whiskey runnin' down my throat like honeydew vine water, and I took another slash. Took another and another and another. 'fore you knew it I'd downed one whole jug o' that shit and commenced to get hot flashes.

Goosepimples was runnin' up and down my body and a feelin' came over me like, somethin' I'd never experienced before, It's like, like I was in love,

("why don't we have a little love Mike [Utley]")

In love for the first time, with anything that moved... animate, in-animate it didn't matter. It's like there's a great neon sign flashin' on and off in my brain sayin, "Jimmy Buffett there' a great day a comin'..." 'Cause I was drunk.

Now I wadn't, uh, knee-crawlin', slip-slidin', reggy-youngin', commode-huggin' drunk, I was God's own drunk, and a fearless man; And that's when I first saw the bear.

He was a Kodiak lookin' fella 'bout 19 feet tall he rambled up over the hill 'spectin' me to do one of two things: flip or fly, I didn't do either one. It hung him up. He starts sniffin' 'round my body tryin' to smell fear, but he ain't gonna smell no fear, 'cause I'm God's own drunk and a fearless man. It hung him up. He looked me right in my eyes and my eyes was a lot redder than his was. It hung him up.

So I approached him and I said, "Mr. Bear, I love every hair on your 27 acre body. I know you got a lotta friends over there on the other side of the hill. There's ole' Rear Bear, Tall Bear, Freddy Bear, Kelly Jair, Relly Bear, Smelly the Bear, Smokey the Bear, Pokey the Bear; I want you to go back over there tonight and tell 'em I'm feelin' right. You tell 'em I love each and every one of 'em like a brother and a sister; but if they give me any trouble tonight, I'm gonna run every Goddamned one of 'em off the hill."

He took two steps backwards and didn't know what to think. Neither did I, but, being charitable and cautious, well hell, I approached him again. I said, "Mr. Bear, you know in the eyes of the Lord, we're both beasts when it comes right down to it. So I want you to be my buddy, 'Buddy Bear.'" So I took ole' Buddy Bear by his island sized paw and I led him over to the still. Now he's a' sniffin' around that thing 'cause he's smellin' somethin' good. I gave him one of them jugs of honeydew vine water, he downed it upright, (looked like one of them damn bears in the circus sippin' sasparilly in the moonlight.) I gave him another and another and another 'fore I knew it, he'd downed eight of 'em and commenced to do the "bear dance." Two sniffs, a snort, a fly, a turn and a grunt; and it was so simple like the jitterbug it plumb evaded me.

And we worked ourselves into a tumultuous uproar and I's awful tired, went over to the hillside, and I laid down, went to sleep, slept for four hours, and dreamt me some tremulous dreams And when I woke up, Oh, there was God's yellar moon a' shinin' on the clear cool evenin'. And God's little lanterns just a' twinklin' on and off in the heavens, And my buddy the bear was a' missin'... yeah, you want to know somethin' else friends and neighbors, so was that still.

-- Spoken:
"That's a take. Wait, could uh.....you missed it?"

 

good song

 

I like this one, too...

Peanut Butter Conspiracy

By: Jimmy Buffett
1973

Lookin' back at my hard luck days
I really do have to laugh
Workin' in a dive for twenty six dollars
Spendin' it all on grass
We were hungry hard-luck heroes
Tryin' just to stay alive
We'd go down to the corner grocery
This is how we'd survive

Chorus:
Who's gonna steal the peanut butter
I'll get the can of sardines
Runnin' up and down the aisle of the Mini Mart
Stickin' food in our jeans
We never took more than we could eat
There was plenty left on the rack
We all swore if we ever got rich
We would pay the Mini Mart back
Yes sir! Yes sir!
We would pay the Mini Mart back

It was a two man operation
Had it all down on a note
Ricky would watch that big round mirror
And I'd fill up my coat
Then we'd head for the check-out aisle
With a lemon and a bottle of beer
Into the car, got to make it on home
Suppertime's getting near

Chorus:
So who's gonna steal the peanut butter
I'll get the can of sardines
Runnin' up and down the aisle of the Mini Mart
Stickin' food in our jeans
Never took more than we could eat
There was plenty left on the rack
We all swore if we ever got rich
We would pay the Mini Mart back
Yes sir! Yes sir!
We would pay the Mini Mart back

I guess every good picker has had some hard times
I sure had my share
It's really kinda funny to laugh at 'em now
But I don't want to go back there
So every now and then when I'm in the grocery
I'll take a little but not much
'Cause you never know when those hard times'll hitcha
And I don't want to lose my touch

Chorus:
So who's gonna steal the peanut butter
I'll get the can of sardines
Runnin' up and down the aisle of the Mini Mart
Stickin' food in our jeans
We never took more than we could eat
There was plenty left on the rack
We all swore if we ever got rich
We would pay the Mini Mart back
Yes sir! Yes sir!
We would pay the Mini Mart back
Yes sir, yes sir
We would pay the Mini Mart back

 

The song I sung to myself when I first settled in the Seattle area after college...

I Have Found Me A Home

By: Jimmy Buffett
1973

The days drift by
They don't have names
None of the streets here look the same
And there're so many quiet places
And smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces

Chorus:
And I have found me a home
I have found me a home
You can have the rest of everything I own
'Cause I have found me a home

My ol' red bike
Gets me around
To the bars and the beaches of my town
There aren't many reasons I would leave
'Cause I have found me some peace

And the ladies aren't demandin' here
They'll never ask too much
When you're comin' off a cold love
That's sure a nice warm touch

Chorus:
Yes I have found me a home
I have found me a home
You can have the rest of everything I own
'Cause I have found me a home

And the days drift by
They don't have names
And none of the streets here look the same
There aren't many reasons I would leave
'Cause I have found me some peace

Yes I have found me a home
I have found me a home
You can have the rest of everything I own
'Cause I have found me a home
Yes I have found me a home

 

You went to college?