On the corner of Government and Bay Avenue
The old doomsday fanatic wore a crown of kudzu
Sirens where wailing in the gulf coastal heat
And it seemed like the whole world was in forced retreat
I paid no attention, revolved through the door
Passed the newspaper rack on the worn marble floor
Near civil war history my heart skipped a beat
She was standing in fiction stretched high on bare feet
Love in the library, quiet and cool
Love in the library, there are no rules
Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime
I fell in love in the library once upon a time
I was the pirate and she was the queen
Sir Francis and Elizabeth the best there’s ever been
Then she strolled past my table and stopped at the stairs
Then sent me a smile as she reached for Flaubert
Love in the library, quiet and cool
Love in the library, there are no rules
Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime
I fell in love in the library once upon a time
She gathered her books, walked while she read
Words never spoken but so much was said
You can read all you want into this rendezvous
But it’s safer than most things that lovers can do
Well stories have endings and fantasies fade
The guard by the door starts drawing the shade
So write your own ending and hope they come true
For the lovers and strangers on Bay Avenue
Love in the library, quiet and cool
Love in the library, there are no rules
Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime
I fell in love in the library once upon a time
Left one in the drizzling rain
Found one on the morning plane
Leaving out his well-known line
Bought her some gin – that did her in
Now they’re making love behind the occupied sign
[Chorus:]
Just a living example of love in decline
Looking so hard and so little time
Going ninety to nothing and flying stone blind
Just a living example of love in decline
Miami hotel disco bar
He asked if she’s a movie star
Her eyes light and up – they’re going far
No time for a room it happened to soon
Now they’re making love in her rental car
Just a living example of love in decline
[Chorus]
Better days are in the cards I feel
I feel it in the changing winds
I feel it when I fly
So talk to me
Listen to this story
I’ve been around enough to know
That there’s more than meets the eye
Everbody needs a little good luck charm
A little gris-gris keeps you safe from harm
Rub yours on me and I’ll rub mine on you
Luckiest couple on the avenue
With a little love and luck you will get by
With a little love and luck we’ll take the sky
In this megalo-moern world you’ve got to try
Try a little love and luck and you’ll get by
Mysteries
Don’t ever try to change em’
We’re just players in this game
And No ones keepin’ score
So have your fun
Go aheadand tell your story
Find yourself a lover who will glue you to the floor
Everbody needs a little good luck charm
A little gris-gris keeps you safe from harm
Rub yours on me and I’ll rub mine on you
Luckiest couple on the avenue
With a little love and luck you will get by
With a little love and luck we’ll take the sky
In this megalo-moern world you’ve got to try
Try a little love and luck and you’ll get by
Kole sere
Kole sere
Kole sere
Kole sere
Everbody needs a little good luck charm
A little gris-gris keeps you safe from harm
Rub yours on me and I’ll rub mine on you
Luckiest couple on the avenue
With a little love and luck you will get by
With a little love and luck we’ll take the sky
In this megalo-moern world you’ve got to try
Try a little love and luck and you’ll get by
My garden is filled with papayas and mangos
My life is a mixture of reggaes and tangos
Taste for the good life
I can’t live it no other way
While out on the beach there are two empty chairs
That say more than the people who ever sit there
From under my lone palm
I can look out on the day
Chorus:
Where no bird flies by my window
No ship is tied to my tree
Love is a wave building to a crescendo
Ride if you will, ride it with me
I knew this girl made of memories and phrases
Who lived her whole life in both chapters and stages
Danced ’til the dawn
Wished all her worries away
Well she wasn’t crazy, no she wasn’t mad
She just wanted the father that she never had
From under my lone palm
I think about her today
Chorus:
Where no bird flies by my window
No ship is tied to my tree
Love is a wave building to a crescendo
Ride if you will, ride it with me
We sailed from the port of indecision
Young and wild with oh so much to learn
Days turned into years
As we tried to fool our fears
But to the port of indecision I returned
My gardens are filled with papayas and mangos
My life is a mixture of jingles and jangles
Come Christmas winds
Blow all my worries away
Chorus:
Where no bird flies by my window
No ship is tied to my tree
Love is a wave building to a crescendo
Ride if you will, ride it with me
Sing if you will, sing to the sea
(No bird flies by my window)
(No ship is tied to my tree
Livingston Saturday Night
By: Jimmy Buffett
1975
You got your Tony Lama’s on your jeans pressed tight
You take a few tokes make you feel alright
Rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday Night
Pickup’s washed and you just got paid
With any luck at all you might even get laid
‘Cause they’re pickin’ and a kickin’ on a Livingston Saturday night
So won’t you listen to the sound of the hot country band
Boot heels a’ shufflin’ on the dance floor sound
Sing a song, play some pong, shoot a little pool
Hittin’ on the honeys right outta high school
Fifteen may get ya twenty, that’s all right
‘Cause they’ll be rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday night
(alright Timmy…)
Whoa listen to the sound of the hot country band
Boot heels a shufflin’ on the dance floor sound
Hum a song, play some pong, eat a deviled egg
Temperature is risin’ better pop another keg
Fifteen may get ya twenty, that’s all right
‘Cause they’ll be rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday night
(where’s that harpoon man…)
Whoa ya gotta listen to the sound of the hot country band
Boot heels a shufflin’ on the dance floor sound
Sing some songs, play some pong, eat a deviled egg
Temperature is risin’ better pop another keg
Fifteen may get ya twenty, that’s all right
‘Cause they’ll be rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday night
Yeah I say they’ll be rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday night
One more time they’ll be rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday night
– Notes:
Guitar solo: Tim Krekel
Harmonica solo: Fingers Taylor