Jimmy Buffett (born December 25, 1946 in Gulf Shores, Alabama, United States) is a singer/songwriter, best known for his "island escapism" lifestyle and music including hits such as "Margaritaville" and "Come Monday". He has a rabid, but genial, cult following known as "Parrotheads." They call the youngest members "Parakeets."
Buffett has written three No. 1 best sellers. Tales from Margaritaville and Where Is Joe Merchant? both spent over seven months on the New York Times Best Seller fiction list.
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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## <[email protected]> Subject: song - "BalladOfSpiderJohn.crd" - Jimmy_Buffett To: [email protected] Date: Thu, 25 Mar 93 16:45:01 EST X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11]
The Ballad of Spider John ========================= By Jimmy Buffett
Intro: Am (pulloff w/ index finger)
1) AmC "Spider John" is my name friend, DAm I'm in between freights and I sure would be obliged CG if you'd share your company. AmC I know this may sound strange to you, DAm but if you wait till the song is sung and the story is told, CG you might come to understand. AmCDG Oh, I'm old and bent and Devil sent; runnin' out of time. AmCD When I long ago held a Royal Flush in my hand...
(Chorus:) Em Oh, I was a Supermarket fool, A7EmA7 I was a motor bank stool-pidgeon, robbin' my hometown. EmA7 I thought I lost my blues, yes I thought I paid my dues, FCG I thought I'd found a life to suit my style. GF But here I sit old Spider John the robber-man, CAm long, tall, and handsome. GFCAm Yes, old Spider John with a loaded hand, takin' ransom.
2) Then one day I met Diamond Lill. She was the sweetest thing, I declare, that the summer breeze had ever blown my way. (yea) But Lilly she had no idea, of my illustrious occupation, she thought I was a saint, not a sinner, gone astray. (yea) But you see that word got around and Lilly left town, I never saw her again. Tossin' and turnin', 'causin' my heart to grieve...
(repeat chorus)
3) That is all my story; It's been these thirty years since I took the road, to find my precious jewel one. And if you see my Lilly, won't you give her my regards? Tell her old Spider got tangled in the black web that he spun. You can tell her old Spider got tangled the black web that he spun. -----------------------------------------------------------------
[This song is not published (to my knowledge). This is my own chord arrangement and therefore may contain errors for which I apologize in advance.]
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