Jimmy Buffet<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n <\/code><\/section>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Jimmy Buffet [Intro] F C F C [Verse 1] C In the shelter F In the mornin’ as the sun was brightly gleaming Dm I heard her crying out, “What is it all about? C F C I just don’t know, but I can’t go back home.” [Verse 2] … <\/p>\n[Intro]\r\nF<\/span> C<\/span> F<\/span> C<\/span>\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 1]\r\n C<\/span>\r\nIn the shelter\r\n F<\/span>\r\nIn the mornin' as the sun was brightly gleaming\r\nDm<\/span>\r\n I heard her crying out, \"What is it all about?\r\n C<\/span> F<\/span> C<\/span>\r\nI just don't know, but I can't go back home.\"\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 2]\r\n C<\/span>\r\nLonely princess\r\n F<\/span>\r\nAll the days out on your own are growing empty\r\nDm<\/span>\r\n Nothing is going well\r\n C<\/span>\r\nIf you could only tell them how you feel\r\nF<\/span> C<\/span>\r\nThey're too real to understand\r\n \r\n \r\n[Bridge]\r\nF<\/span>\r\nToo many small suggestions\r\n C<\/span>\r\nEnded in forced repressions long ago\r\nF<\/span>\r\nToo many innocent faces and\r\n C<\/span>\r\nToo many far out places something's wrong\r\n G7<\/span>\r\nLet me tell you that something's wrong\r\n F<\/span> C<\/span>\r\nIt's been that way so long, and it's a shame\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 3]\r\n C<\/span>\r\nOn the street car\r\n F<\/span>\r\nTo the city where she knows that she might lose it all\r\nDm<\/span>\r\n Riding for just a dime, takin' her own sweet time\r\n C F C\r\nAnd knowing well this could be her final fall\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 4]\r\n C\r\nPast the boutique\r\n F\r\nTo the alley down the river, people pass her by\r\nDm\r\n Sits on the big gray rocks, takes off her boots and socks\r\n C F C\r\nNot knowing what she will do next just starts to cry\r\n \r\n \r\n[Bridge]\r\nF\r\n Too many wild rejections\r\n C\r\nEnding in angry questions from her dad\r\nF\r\n Too many T - V dinners\r\n C\r\nAnd everyone loves a winner, but she was lost\r\nF C\r\nNo one knows the trials she had\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 5]\r\n C\r\nIn the shelter\r\n F\r\nIn the mornin' as the sun was brightly gleaming\r\nDm\r\n I heard her crying out, \"What is it all about?\r\n C F C\r\nI just don't know, but I can't go back home.\"\r\n F C\r\nHell, I just don't know, but I can't go back home\r\n \r\n \r\n[Outro]\r\nC F C F C F C\r\n