From: PyroRunner@aol.com

                              FLORIDAYS

                          By Jimmy Buffett


   Note :  This is a pretty accurate translation on my part although
           I'm not so sure about the A minors.  The chords are on the
           top of the lyrics.


            (Intro)
             G            C         G            C
             G            C         G            C


               G                   Am              D
             I come from where the rivers meet the sea
                    G                  Am             D
             That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free
             NC               Am..........  // C
             I was early into crazy ways,
                                             //   D
             my folks said it's just a phase
                                  G             C        G       C
             They were hoping for better days


            Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
            Write em down and pass em around its the gospel from the coast
            Reflections not just replays
            Taking time to escape the maze
                       G               C         D     C     G
            Lookin for better days


            Spent a year of my life one night on the beaches in ole Beirut
            Seems like all their aimin for there is to hang around and shoot
            Each others lives away
            Bloody winds on a distant bay
                                      G
            They're lookin for better days


            F             C       F              C
            Lookin to the left,   lookin' to the right
            F              Am                 C
            Looking to the stars to shed some light
            F           C         F           C
            Hopin for a breath,   hopin for a break
            F             Am               C            D
            Hopin for the give without the take


          The dreamers line the state road just to watch the runway show
          Slouched behind their steering wheels they just watch the big
                                                     jets go
          Streakin through the morning haze
          Focal point of a distant gaze
                     G             C          G          C
          Lookin for better days


       INSTRUMENTAL

           F           C         F            C
           F           Am        C
           F           C         F            C
           F           Am        C                   D


      Pale invaders and tanned crusaders are worshipping the sun
      On the corner of walk and don't walk somewhere on U.S. 1
      I'm back to live in Floridays
      Blue skies and ultra violet rays
                        G
      Lookin for better days

                          Am            // C
      I'm back to live in Floridays
                                       //  D
      Blue skies and ultra violet rays
                 G            C              G                C
      Lookin for better days,     lookin for better days
                 G            C              G            C
      Lookin for better days,     lookin for Floridays


      pause....

      Am    G   C
      Bet - ter days,
      Am    G   C
      bet - ter days              (everybody's lookin for)
      Am    G   C
      Bet - ter days              (somewhere beneath the shining star)
      Am    G   C
      Bet - ter days              (take me won't you take me to)
      Am    G   C
      Bet - ter days              (sure could use a few)
      Am    G   C
      Bet - ter days



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