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This one is published in the book "The Songs of Jimmy Buffett"
CPP/Belwin Inc., 1978.  Enjoy.
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//   Mike A. Hall           // "If I don't die by Thursday,    //
//                          //                 --J.Buffett     //
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Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season
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[Words and Music by Jimmy Buffett, (c) 1974 Duchess Music Corp.]

DD Piano Chord 
                               GG Piano Chord 
                       DD Piano Chord 

Squalls out on the gulf stream,  big storms comin' soon.
GG Piano Chord 
                 DD Piano Chord 
      E7E7 Piano Chord 
                          A7A7 Piano Chord 

I passed out in my hammock,  God, I slept 'till way past noon.
GG Piano Chord 
                       DD Piano Chord 

Stood up and tried to focus,
CC Piano Chord 
   GG Piano Chord 
   AA Piano Chord 

I hoped I wouldn't have to look far.
GG Piano Chord 
                           DD Piano Chord 

I knew I could use a Bloody Mary,
A7A7 Piano Chord 
                       DD Piano Chord 

so I stumbled next door to the bar.

Chorus:
DD Piano Chord 
          BmBm Piano Chord 
                    F#mF#m Piano Chord 

And now I must confess,   I could use some rest.
GG Piano Chord 
                  A7A7 Piano Chord 
          DD Piano Chord 

I can't run at this pace very long.
BmBm Piano Chord 
                         F#mF#m Piano Chord 

Yes it's quite insane,   I think it hurts my brain.
GG Piano Chord 
                     A7A7 Piano Chord 
         DD Piano Chord 

But it cleans me out   and then I can go on.

2.
There's something about this Sunday, it's a most peculiar gray.
Strolling down the avenue   that's known as A1A.
I was feeling tired, then I got inspired.
And I knew that it wouldn't last long.
So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach
and then I made up this song.
(repeat chorus)

3.
Well, the wind is blowin' harder now,  fifty knots or there abouts.
There's white caps on the ocean, and I'm watchin' for waterspouts.
It's time to close the shutters,  it's time to go inside.
In a week I'll be in gay Paris;
Well that's a mighty long airplane ride.
(repeat chorus and fade)
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Chord diagrams:
Bm - |xxo432|    F#m - |xx4222|   A7 - |xo2o2o|   E7 - |o2o1oo|