Dx6
Nibblin on sponge cake, watchin the sun bake, all of those tourist covered
Ax8
with oil. Strummin my six string, on my front porch swing, smell those
D D7
shrimp there beginning to boil.
G A D D7 G A D D7
Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.
G A D↓ A↓ G A A
Some people claim that there”s a woman to blame, but I know, it”s nobody”s
D D
fault.
Dx6
Don”t know the reason, I stayed here all season. Nothin to show but this
Ax8
brand new tattoo. But it”s a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here
D D7
I haven”t a clue.
G A D D7 G A D D7
Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.
G A D↓ A↓ G A A
Some people claim that there”s a woman to blame, but I know, it”s nobody”s
D D
fault.
Dx6
I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top, cut my heal had to cruise on
Ax8
back home. But there”s booze in the blender, and soon it will render, that
D D7
frozen concoction that helps me hang on.
G A D D7 G A D D7
Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.
G A D↓ A↓ G A A
Some people claim that there”s a woman to blame, but I know, it”s nobody”s
D D7 G A D↓ A↓ G
damn fault. Yes and, some people claim that there”s a woman to blame, and
A A D D (hold)
I know, it”s my own damn fault.