Lyrics Trying to Reason With Hurricane Season - Live - Jimmy Buffett
Squalls
out
on
the
gulf
stream
Big
storm's
comin'
soon
I
passed
out
in
my
hammock
And
God
I
slept
till
way
past
noon
Stood
up
and
tried
to
focus
I
hoped
I
wouldn't
have
to
look
far
I
knew
I
could
use
a
bloody
Mary
So
I
stumbled
next
door
to
the
bar
And
now
I
must
confess,
I
could
use
some
rest
I
can't
run
at
this
pace
very
long
Yes,
it's
quite
insane,
I
think
it
hurts
my
brain
But
it
cleans
me
out
and
then
I
can
go
on
There's
somethin'
about
this
Sunday
It's
a
most
peculiar
gray
Strollin'
down
the
avenue
That's
known
as
A1A
Feelin'
tired,
then
I
got
inspired
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
And
now
I
must
confess,
I
could
use
some
rest
I
can't
run
at
this
pace
very
long
Yes,
it's
quite
insane,
I
think
it
hurts
my
brain
But
then
it
cleans
me
out
and
then
I
can
go
on
Well,
the
wind
is
blowin'
harder
now
Fifty
knots
or
thereabouts
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
That's
a
mighty
long
airplane
ride
And
now
I
must
confess,
I
could
use
some
rest
I
can't
run
at
this
pace
very
long
Yes,
it's
quite
insane,
I
think
it
hurts
my
brain
But
it
cleans
me
out
and
then
I
can
go
on
Yes,
it
cleans
me
out
and
then
I
can
go
on
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3 Pencil Thin Mustache - Live
4 Trying to Reason With Hurricane Season - Live
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6 Cheeseburger in Paradise - Live
7 Come Monday - Live
8 Son of a Son of a Sailor - Live
9 Volcano - Live
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