| Lyrics: | Key: G
(w/m by Jimmy Buffett)
The weather channel girl with her perfect weather
curl
Is talkin' cold, cold, cold.
You can't get out of bed, you can't remember what you've
said,
You're feelin' old, old, old.
Is it a fever or depression, anger or
obsession,
What's the remedy?
We're not talkin' rocket science, the answer to your
question's
Very plain to see.
Chorus: You need a Holiday, (you need a holiday) take
a Holiday (take a
holiday).
Find a far-off wonderland where you might regain
Command
of your life today.
Take a Holiday, (take a holiday) you need a Holiday (you need a
holiday).
Grab a pack and hit the trail, take a sail
And wind up in some moonlit
bay.
2nd Ver: You're caught up in the Internet,
You think it's such a great asset,
but you're wrong, wrong, wrong.
And all that fiber optic gear
Still cannot take away the
fear like an island song.
Disregard confession, stop tryin' to make impressions
On your
corporate climb.
It might come as quite a shock but you can't really own that rock,
It's
just a waste of time (state of mind).
Chorus: So take a Holiday. You need a
Holiday.
Find a place to find yourself, take your life down off that shelf,
Quit actin' so
blase.
Take a Holiday. You need a Holiday.
Grab a pack and hit the trail, take a
sail
And wind up in some moonlit bay.
Trombone Instrumental (C / Cm6 / G / D-2 / E-2
/ Am / D-2 / D+ 2 / G / G7 )
Steel Drum Instr (C / Cm6 / G / D-2 / E-2 / Am / D-2 / D+
2 / G / -notes
B-Bb-A-Ab-G)
3rd Ver: Well it's only up to you, no one else can tell
you to
Go out and have some fun.
Though if you want to stay alive, evade the big nose
dive,
Be a ko-mee-dee-yun.
Chorus: And take a Holiday. You need a Holiday.
Find
a far-off wonderland where you might regain
Command of your life today.
Take a Holiday.
You need a Holiday.
Grab a pack and hit the trail, take a sail
And wind up in some moonlit
bay.
Chorus: So take a Holiday. You need a Holiday.
Find a place to find yourself,
take your life down off that shelf,
Quit actin' so blase.
Take a Holiday. You need a
Holiday.
Grab a pack and hit the trail, take a sail
And wind up in some moonlit
bay.
(lyrics submitted by T.R. Violante from CD liner but using the actual
words
sung
by Buffett |
