Tryin To Reason With The Hurricane Season

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Squalls out on the gulf stream, big storms comin' soon
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I passed out in my hammock, God, I slept 'till way past noon
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Stood up and tried to focus
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I hoped I wouldn't have to look far
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Sure could use a Bloody Mary
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So, I stumbled next door to the bar

          Bm7                   F#m
And now I must confess, I could use some rest
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I can't run at this pace very long
         Bm                       F#m
Yes it's quite insane, I think it hurts my brain
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But it cleans me out then I can go on

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There's something about this Sunday, it's a most peculiar gray
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Strolling down the avenue that's known as A1 A
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Feeling tired, then I got inspired
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And I knew that it wouldn't last long
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So all alone I walked back home, sat on the beach
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and then I made up this song

          Bm7                   F#m
And now I must confess, I could use some rest
G              A              D
I can't run at this pace very long
         Bm                       F#m
Yes it's quite insane, I think it hurts my brain
       G             A             D
But it cleans me out then I can go on

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Well, the wind is blowin' harder now, fifty knots or there a bouts
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There's white caps on the ocean, and I'm watchin' for water spouts
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It's time to close the shutters, it's time to go in side
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In a week I'll be in gay Pari'
              A                    D
Well that's a mighty long airplane ride

          Bm7                   F#m
And now I must confess, I could use some rest
G              A              D
I can't run at this pace very long
         Bm                       F#m
Yes it's quite insane, I think it hurts my brain
       G             A             D
But it cleans me out then I can go on

         Bm                       F#m
Yes it's quite insane, I think it hurts my brain
       G             A             D
But it cleans me out then I can go on