Jimmy Buffett - The Wino and I Know lyrics
[Jimmy Buffett - The Wino and I Know lyrics]
The ice cream man, he's a hillbilly fan
Got 78s by Hank Snow
Walks down the street shufflin' his feet
To a rhythm that only he knows
And I've seen him in so many places
I saw him the night I was born
In a Bourbon Street bar
I received my first scar
From an old man so tattered and torn
And the wino and I know
The pain of street singin'
Like a door-to door salesman knows
The pains of bell ringin'
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
Coffee is strong at the Café du Monde
Donuts are too hot to touch
Just like a fool
When those sweet goodies cool
I eat 'til I eat way too much
'Cause I'm livin' on things that excite me
Be they pastry or lobster or love
I'm just tryin' to get by bein' quiet and shy
In a world full of pushin' and shove
And the wino and I know
The pain of back bustin'
Like the farmer knows the pain
Of his pickup truck rustin'
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
Sweet señorita
Won't you please come with me?
Back to the island, honey, back to the sea
Back to the only place that I want to be
And the wino and I know the joy of the ocean
Like a boy knows the joy
Of his milkshake in motion
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
Yes, it's a strange situation
A wild occupation livin' my life like a song
Got 78s by Hank Snow
Walks down the street shufflin' his feet
To a rhythm that only he knows
And I've seen him in so many places
I saw him the night I was born
In a Bourbon Street bar
I received my first scar
From an old man so tattered and torn
And the wino and I know
The pain of street singin'
Like a door-to door salesman knows
The pains of bell ringin'
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
Coffee is strong at the Café du Monde
Donuts are too hot to touch
Just like a fool
When those sweet goodies cool
I eat 'til I eat way too much
'Cause I'm livin' on things that excite me
Be they pastry or lobster or love
I'm just tryin' to get by bein' quiet and shy
In a world full of pushin' and shove
And the wino and I know
The pain of back bustin'
Like the farmer knows the pain
Of his pickup truck rustin'
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
Sweet señorita
Won't you please come with me?
Back to the island, honey, back to the sea
Back to the only place that I want to be
And the wino and I know the joy of the ocean
Like a boy knows the joy
Of his milkshake in motion
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song
Yes, it's a strange situation
A wild occupation livin' my life like a song