Floridays
By: Jimmy Buffett
1986
For Don Blanding, Wobby Wiemer and "Groovula"
I come from where the rivers meet the sea
That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free
I was early into crazy ways
My folks said, "It's just a phase"
They were hopin' for better days
Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
Write 'em down, pass 'em around
It's the gospel from the coast
Reflections not just replays
Takin' time to escape the maze
Lookin' for better days
I spent a year of my life one night
On the beaches in old Beirut
Seems that all they're aimin' for there
Is to hang around and shoot
Each others lives away
Bloody winds on a distant bay
They're lookin' for better days
Lookin' to the left
Lookin' to the right
Lookin' to the stars to shed some light
Hopin' for a breath
Hopin' for a break
Hopin' for the give without the take
The dreamers line the state road
Just to watch the runway show
Slouched behind their steering wheels
They just watch the big jets go
Streakin' through the mornin' haze
Focal point of a distant gaze
Lookin' for better days
(instrumental)
Pale invaders and tan crusaders
Are worshipping the sun
On the corner of walk and don't walk
Somewhere on U.S. 1
I'm back to livin' Floridays
Blue skies and ultra violet rays
Lookin' for better days
I'm back to livin' Floridays
Blue skies and ultra violet rays
Lookin' for better days, lookin' for better days
Lookin' for better days
Lookin' for Floridays
(Better days, better ways)
Everybody's lookin' for
(Better days)
Somewhere beneath the shinin' star
(Better days)
Take me won't you take me to
(Better days)
Sure could use a few
(Better days)
Floridays...