Migration

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[Verse 1]
C
Lookin' back at my background
                 G7
Tryin' to figure out how I ever got 
here

Some things are still a mystery to 
me
      C                  C7
While others are much too clear
         F
I'm just  livin' in the sunshine
     C                     Am
Stay contented most of the time
      D7
Yeah, listenin' to Murphy, Walker, 
and Willis
                            G    G7
Sing me their Texas rhymes

[Verse 2]
C
Now most of the people who retire in
 Florida
    G7
Are wrinkled and they lean on a 
crutch

And mobile homes are smotherin' my 
keys
  C                      C7
I hate those bastards so much
         F
I wish a summer squall would blow 
them
        C                 Am
All the way up to fantasy land
              D7
Yeah, they're ugly and square, they 
don't belong here
              F          G7      
They looked a lot better as beer 
C
cans

[Chorus]
         Am
Yeah and that's why it's still a 
mystery to me
    G
Why some people live like they do
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Am
 So many nice things happenin' out 
there
     D7                  G
They never even seen the clues
        F
Oh, but we're doin' fine, we can 
travel and rhyme
  C                      Am
I know we been doin' our part
      F                    C
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely 
control
         G7                      
And some Texas hidden here in my 
Am       C
heart

[Verse 3]
C
Well, now I might have joined the 
Merchant Marine
     G7
If I hadn't learned how to sing

And on top of all that I got married
 too early
 C                        C7
'Cost me much more than a ring
              F
But now those crazy days are over
           C                   
Just gotta learn from the wrong 
               Am
things you've done
       D7
I came off the rebound, started 
lookin' around
        F                G    
Figured out it's time to have a 
         C
little fun

[Chorus]
         Am
Yeah and that's why it's still a 
mystery to me
    G
Why some people live like they do
Am
 So many nice things happenin' out 
there
     D7                  G
They never even seen the clues
        F
Oh, but we're doin' fine, we can 
travel and rhyme
  C                      Am
I know we been doin' our part
      F                    C
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely 
control
         G7                      
And some Texas hidden here in my 
Am       C
heart

[Verse 4]
C
Well, now if I ever live to be an 
old man
          G7
I'm gonna sail down to Martinique

I'm gonna buy me a sweat-stained 
Bogart suit
       C           C7
And an African parakeet
              F
And then I'll sit him on my shoulder
         C                Am
And open up my trusty old mind
        D7
I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach
 him how to fuss
             F             G      
And pull the cork out of a bottle 
   C
of wine

[Chorus]
         Am
Yeah and that's why it's still a 
mystery to me
    G
Why some people live like they do
Am
 So many nice things happenin' out 
there
     D7                  G
They never even seen the clues
        F
Oh, but we're doin' fine, we can 
travel and rhyme
  C                      Am
I know we been doin' our part
      F                    C
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely 
control
         G7                      
And some Texas hidden here in my 
Am
heart

            F                   
Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can 
 C
barely control
         G7                     
And some Texas hidden here in my 
 F       G     C    C7
heart