Tropical Depression chords by Jim Morris
Verse 1
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Oh,
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the chimes have gone berserk
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on my back porch
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The wind is whippin' up on the bay
There's a hell of a storm
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off the island right now
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Just might blow some palm trees away
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Came here for a tropical vacation
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Tiki bars and girls on the beach
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With a man who says tropical
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depression
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Oh, I haven't seen the sun in a week
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They're talking hurricane
down at the marina
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So I'm squirreling all the
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booze I can find
There's a whole bay turtled
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out by the sandbar
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That sailor must be out of his mind
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Came here for a tropical vacation
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Margaritas and sex on
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the beach
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Weatherman says tropical depression
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Oh, I haven't seen the
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sun in a week
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Pushin' called me Tuesday
night from Atlanta
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Said she tried but she just
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couldn't get away
Somethin' bout a meeting
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and somethin' bout her mother
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And somethin' bout nothin' left to say
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Led me in this tropical depression
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Stronger than the winds on the bay
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A blatant act of total dispossession
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How many times can I get blown away?
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So I made it through the rain
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to the fish head bar
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I said, barmaid, tell me what you got
She studied my face,
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said you're a pretty sad case
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I guess we'd better start with a shot
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Some turkey for that
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tropical depression
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Suddenly the winds have died away
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Tequila will help calm your aggression
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Suddenly the world's a
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sunny day
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Oh, chimes have gone berserk
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on my back porch
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The wind is whippin' up on the bay
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I'm gonna tell the world
I'm crammin'
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Take a nosedive in my hammock
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Watch some palm trees blow away
Gonna tell that girl to cram it,
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get that barmaid in my hand,
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watch some palm trees blow away.
Outro 1
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