YET ANOTHERCON

music:  Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville
lyrics copyright (C) 1984 by Ernest Clark



D
Quarter past midnight, no-body's too tight,
                                            A
The sound of strings tunin' is filling the air,

There's no more escapin', 'cause somebody's taping,
                                    D
Know I'm not ready, but now I don't care.
G          A                 D         D7
  Filking away again at yet another con,
G                 A                  D    D7
  Singing 'til my throat croaks to a halt.
G             A               D A/C#     G
  Some people say perhaps Juani-ta's to blame,        (1)
        A                       D
  But I know---it's my own damn fault.


Got me a premiere, that I'd like to sing here,
Wrote it this morning, it makes me feel sad,
But somebody Freddie has jumped in already,
""Mama Don't 'Llow" really isn't that bad.             (2)
  Filking away again at yet another con,
  Singing 'til my throat croaks to a halt.
  Some people think that maybe Margaret's to blame,   (1)
  But I know---it's my own damn fault.


Look at that sunrise,  matches my poor eyes,
Haven't I heard that line somewhere before?
Goodness, I'm wasted,  the Tully I've tasted,
Threw 'way my capo 'bout quarter to four.
  Filking away again at yet another con,
  Singing 'til my throat croaks to a halt.
  Some people claim that maybe Yang is to blame,      (1)
  But I know---it's my own damn fault.

  Some people claim that maybe no one's to blame,
  But we know---it's our own damn fault.




Notes:

(1).  Change according to audience.

(2).  Sing this line with clenched teeth, but smile!