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He was later an Economic History lecturer at New College, Oxford, and a research fellow at University College, Oxford
Dreamsicle Dreamsicle DREAMSICLE Jimmy Buffett Let me tell you now he sips, he quips Dreams a lot about sailing ships Wants to throw it all away Wants to have it back someday Love's fool, Sears tool Wants to win that football pool Spend it on some real good grass Disappearing oh so fast Tell my story pain and glory, guess my occupation Free and easy, warm and breezy Overnight sensation I got house pets, Lear jets Tryin' to learn about basinettes Oh Miss Piggy dance with me Let me take you to the sea Dreamsicle, big dill pickle High school honeys sure were fickle I'll be damned country ham, takes me back to Alabam Won't you tell my story, pain and glory, guess my occupation Free and easy, warm and breezy Overnight sensation Let me tell you now he sips, he quips Dreams a lot about sailing ships I'll be damned country ham, takes me back to Alabama I'll be damned country ham, takes me back to Alabama Sending The Old Man Home Sending The Old Man Home SENDING THE OLD MAN HOME Jimmy Buffett They're sending the old man home Back where the buffalo roam Out in Pacific they say he was the best Now he's in his "civies" headin' home like all the rest He'll never forget Rosa Lee Or sleepless nights he fought upon the sea He'll only have the memories Or great books by James Jones `Cause they're sending the old man home Far away Far away Another life so very far away They'll tear down the officers clubs And write off the overdue subs So let's drink to their memories Our heros and our pals To those crazy navy flyers To those swell Hawaiian gals The sailors will dance in the street Then they'll mothball the whole damn fleet We'll only have the picture books Of land and sea and foam `Cause they're sending the old man home He'll only have his memories Or great books by James Jones `Cause they're sending the old man home Stranded on a Sandbar Stranded on a Sandbar STRANDED ON A SANDBAR Jimmy Buffett I Enjoy this life as a jester Seems to keep me moving around Like the wind that blows, tides that flow I have my ups and downs All a part of this strange plan I'm sure Start a new chapter each day Honey, Love gets lost, time gets tossed `Cause we both got our own different ways I feel I'm stranded on a sandbar Stuck in my tracks like a street car Playin' it for all that it's worth I'm just payin' for my sins on earth Now I use to go crazy for days at a time Now I'm takin my time with my days Haven't found the answers like some that I know I'm just stuck in fairly nice maze Climb to the top of the island tonight Sit beneath the cashew tree I want to count the stars, lights on the cars that are shinin' up and down on me I feel like I'm stranded on a sandbar Baby, I'm stuck in my tracks like a street car Playin' it for all that it's worth I'm just payin' for my sins on earth I feel like I'm stranded on a sandbar Sugar, I'm stuck in my tracks like a street car Playin' it for all that it's worth I'm just payin' for my sins on earth I enjoy this life as a jester, Seems to keep me moving around Lady I Can't Explain Lady I Can't Explain LADY I CAN'T EXPLAIN Jimmy Buffett What could I do
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