Lirik Lagu Life Is Just A Tire Swing - Jimmy Buffett
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Jimmy BuffettI remember the smell of the creosote plant,When we'd have to eat on Easter with myCrazy old uncle and aunt.They lived in a big house Ante Bellum style,And the wind would blow across the old bayou,And I was a tranquil little child.
Life was just a tire swing.'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing.Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken,And I never knew a thing about pain.Life was just a tire swing.
In a few summers my folks packed me off to camp;Yeah, me and my cousin' BaxterIn our pup tent with a lamp.And in a few days Baxter went home,And he left me by myself.And I knew that I'd stay, it was better that way,And I could get along without any help.Life was just a tire swing.
And I've never been west of New OrleansNor east of Pensacola.My only contact with the outsideworld was a n RCA Victrola.Elvis would sing and then I'd dream aboutexpensive cars, and who would've figured twentyyears later I'd be rubbing shoulders with the stars.Life was just a tire swing.
'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing.Chasin' after sparrows with rubber tip arrows,Knowin' I could never hurt a thing,And life was just a tire swing.
Then the other morning on some Illinois roadI fell asleep at the wheel,But was quickly wakened up by a 'Ma Bell'telephone pole, and a bunch of Grant WoodFaces screaming, 'Is he still alive?'But through the window could seeit hangin' from a tree, and I knewI had survived.
Life was just a tire swing.Jambalaya's still the best song that I can sing.Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken,And I finally learned a lot about pain,'cause life is just a tire swing.
Life was just a tire swing.'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing.Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken,And I never knew a thing about pain.Life was just a tire swing.
In a few summers my folks packed me off to camp;Yeah, me and my cousin' BaxterIn our pup tent with a lamp.And in a few days Baxter went home,And he left me by myself.And I knew that I'd stay, it was better that way,And I could get along without any help.Life was just a tire swing.
And I've never been west of New OrleansNor east of Pensacola.My only contact with the outsideworld was a n RCA Victrola.Elvis would sing and then I'd dream aboutexpensive cars, and who would've figured twentyyears later I'd be rubbing shoulders with the stars.Life was just a tire swing.
'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing.Chasin' after sparrows with rubber tip arrows,Knowin' I could never hurt a thing,And life was just a tire swing.
Then the other morning on some Illinois roadI fell asleep at the wheel,But was quickly wakened up by a 'Ma Bell'telephone pole, and a bunch of Grant WoodFaces screaming, 'Is he still alive?'But through the window could seeit hangin' from a tree, and I knewI had survived.
Life was just a tire swing.Jambalaya's still the best song that I can sing.Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken,And I finally learned a lot about pain,'cause life is just a tire swing.
