Album Name

A-1-A

Artist

Jimmy Buffett

Genre

POP

Release Date

1974.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Nautical Wheelers - Jimmy Buffett
I remember the smell
Of the creosote plant
When we'd have to eat on Easter
With my Crazy old uncle and aunt
They lived in a big house
Ante Bellum style
And the wind would blow across
The old bayou
And I was a tranquil little child
Life was just a tire swing
Jambalaya was
The only song I could sing
Blackberry pickin
Eatin' fried chicken
And I never knew a thing about pain
Life was just a tire swing
In a few summers my folks
Packed me off to camp
Yeah, me and my cousin Baxter
In our pup tent with a lamp
And in a few days Baxter went home
And he left me by myself
And I knew that I'd stay
it was better that way
And I could get along without any help
Life was just a tire swing
Jambalaya was
The only song I could sing
Chasin after sparrows
With rubber tip arrows
Knowin' I could never hurt a thing
Life was just a tire swing
And I've never been west of
New Orleans
Nor east of Pensacola
My only contact
With the outside world
Was a n R.C.A. Victrola
Elvis would sing
About expensive cars
And who would've figured
I'd be rubbing shoulders with the stars
Life was just a tire swing
Then the other morning on some
Illinois road
I fell asleep at the wheel
But was quickly wakened up
By a Ma Bell telephone pole
And a bunch of Grant Wood
Faces screaming
Is he still alive
But through the window I could see
it hangin' from a tree
And I knew that I had survived
Life was just a tire swing
Jambalaya is still
The best song that I can sing
Blackberry pickin
Eatin fried chicken
But I finally learned a lot about pain
Life is just a tire swing