Cowboy in the Jungle

Cowboy In The Jungle By Jimmy Buffett INTRO: E|--7--5--3--|-2--0--------------|----------------|-- B|-----------|-------3-----1--0--|-----1----------|-- G|--7--5--4--|-2--0-----0--------|-------0----0---|-- D|-----------|-------4-----2--0--|-0h2-----2------|-- A|-----------|-------------------|----------------|-- E|-----------|-------------------|------------3---|-- G There's a cowboy in the jungle Am And he looks so out of place D With his shrimpskin boots and his cheap cheroots C D G And his skin as white as paste G Headin' south to Paraguay Am Where the Gauchos sing and shout D Now he's stuck in Porto Bello C D G CGG Since his money all ran out G So he hangs out with the sailors Am Night and day they're raisin' hell D And his original destination's C D G Just another story that he loves to tell G With no plans for the future Am He still seems in control C D G He just had to learn to roll Chorus: C D G Roll with the punches C D G Played all of his hunches C G D Made the best of whatever came his way C D G What he lacked in ambition C D Em He made up with intuition C D G Plowin' straight ahead come what may CDCGG G Steel band in the distance Am And their music floats across the bay D While American women in moomoos C D G Talk about all the things they did today G And their husbands quack about fishing Am As they slug those rum drinks down D Discussing who caught what and who sat on his butt C D G But it's the only show in town Chorus: C D G They're tryin' to drink all the punches C D G They all may lose their lunches C G D Tryin' to cram lost years into five or six days C D G Seems that blind ambition C D Em Erased their intuition C D G Plowin' straight ahead come what may CDCGG F C G But I don't want to live on that kind of island F C G No I don't want to swim in a roped-off sea Em A Too much for me, too much for me C D G I've got to be where the wind and the water are free CDCGG G Alone on a midnight passage Am I can count the falling stars D While the Southern Cross and the satellites C D G They remind me of where we are G Spinning around in circles Am Living it day to day D And still twenty four hours may be sixty good years C D G It's really not that long a stay C D G We've gotta roll with the punches C C D G Learn to play all of our hunches G D Make the best of whatever comes your way C D G Forget that blind ambition C}trust yEmr [D And learn to intuition C D G CGG Plowin' straight ahead come what may D C G And there's a cowboy in the jungle C/G (302013) D/G (xx4035)