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This song is off the "Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes"
albumn.
(Note to guitarists:  I was sick of trying to figure out the chords
to the 4th line of the chorus.  I finally had a suggestion
from a friend, so I put his best guess there.)

Banana Republics
By Steve Goodman\Jim Rothermel\Steve Burgh
(As performed by Jimmy Buffett)

GG Piano Chord 
                           AmAm Piano Chord 

Down to the Banana Republics, down to the tropical sun,
DD Piano Chord 
                       GG Piano Chord 

go the expatriated Americans, hopin' to find some fun.
GG Piano Chord 
                               AmAm Piano Chord 

Some of them go for the sailing, caught by the lure of the sea.
DD Piano Chord 
                              GG Piano Chord 

Tryin' to find what is ailing, livin' in the land of the free.
GG Piano Chord 
                                    AmAm Piano Chord 

Some of them are running from lovers, leaving no foreward address.
DD Piano Chord 

Some of them are running tons of ganja,
GG Piano Chord 

some are running from the I.R.S.

(Chorus:)
DmDm Piano Chord 

Late at night you will find them,
AmAm Piano Chord 

in the cheap hotels and bars,
CC Piano Chord 
                 GG Piano Chord 
     CC Piano Chord 
         GG Piano Chord 
        DD Piano Chord 
         GG Piano Chord 

hustling the senioritas while they dance beneath the stars.
Dm                             Eb |x68886|         D
Spending those renegade pesos on a bottle of rum and a lime,
CC Piano Chord 
                              GG Piano Chord 

singin' give me some words I can dance to,
CC Piano Chord 
     GG Piano Chord 
     D7D7 Piano Chord 
      GG Piano Chord 

or a mel - ody that rhymes.

2.
First you learn the native customs,
soon a word of spanish or two.
You know that you cannot trust them,
'cause they know they can't trust you.
Expatriated Americans, feelin' so all alone,
telling themselves the same lies
that they told themselves back home.

(solo) -play - G  Am D  G  - Dm   Am C  G C G

Down to the Banana Republics, things aren't as warm as they seem,
none of the natives are buying any second-hand American dreams.
(repeat chorus)

Down to the Banana Republics, down to the tropical sun;
go the expatriated Americans hopin' to find some fun.
(repeat chords and fade)
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[Please forgive any errors I may have made.  Suggestions and
comments are greatly appreciated...]
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//   Mike A. Hall           // "If I don't die by Thursday,    //
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