Lyrics:
Jimmy Buffett
They're sending the old man home
Back where the buffalo roam
Out in Pacific they say he was the best
Now he's in his "civies"
in hawaiian
Say the words I long to hear
I boughta lota junka with my moola
And sent it to the folks back home
I never had the chance to dance
the street
Then they'll mothball the whole damn fleet
We'll only have the picture books
Of land, and sea, and foam
'Cause they're sendin' the old man home
Well,I packed my bags and bought myself a ticket
For the land of the tall palm tree
Aloha Old Milwaukee, Hello Waikiki
I just stepped down from
Well, I packed my bags and bought myself a ticket
For the land of the tall palm tree
Aloha Old Milwaukee, Hello Waikiki
I just stepped down from
Well, I packed my bags and bought myself a ticket
To the land of the tall palm tree
Aloha, old milwaukee, hello, Waikiki
I just stepped down from
Hawaiian heart will always lead you home
From the moment when you first see your 'ohana
When you kick your slippahs off outside their door
When you're fed
clean
The supermarket and the drug store and the bars all doing well
Now they were the folks that made America famous
Our local fire department
our stand in this decade! yeah,
people I've got something to say to the state department. I say take that archaic monroe doctrine, and that marshall
and Pineapples
I smack around them butter balls
I’m butter brudda
Duck, Duck, Gon’ cuck ‘em all
That Stay Puft Doughboy
You best stay home boy
Mog about to flow up
I arrived in style aboard that big semi and I felt mighty high
Waltzin' into the best department store for employment to suit my style
And I was
patch.
I arrived in style aboard that big semi and I felt mighty high
Waltzin' into the best department store for employment to suit my style
And I was
Kapukaki, oia ka inoa pololei
Kaki e...
Kapukaki, aole o Red Hill.
You see the military occupying Hawaiian land
Since 1893 when they invaded our sands
Trying
Take your time
On a Hawaiian beach with the family
Things back home are fine
There were signs
That this bureaucrat with a Sharkies hat
Lacks
Goodbye my little one / Angel of the midnight sun
17 I love this land as my own / but southern skies are calling me back home
21 Remember outback
Man of the island, he was Hawaiian
Rich was the land, proud was the man
Man of this time, ain't like he use to be
He's stuck in this space,
Lost from
to say chief
Let's bring 'em home safely
"the state department's ? ? wants to mediate
The iranian president wants to meet with iraq
And then maybe
got good bud
Just show it
I got grade A nugs
In my glove compartment
Dude got caught
Working in the home department
She had some decent
Hawaiian bread
The splendor of this nation
This land we call home
From rivers, plains and snow cap peaks
Glaciers to Hawaiian shores
Pacific to Atlantic
Great lakes
of information
And then I head back to my prior engagement
In the nation of Brooklyn
Land of Trinis, Haitians, Jamaicans and Bejans
It's amazin' how lickin' shots
where the soft warm winds are blowing and the spring rains fall on the land
Meet me where rugged cliffs are looming let me walk on the shores
Canoes they cross the waters
Canoes they cross the waters
Canoes they cross the waters
A new land was found
Home the Hawaiian islands
We do not need
grape-full
Hear the pun I'm so distasteful
Pack a punch Hawaiian grapefruit
Damn dug in the sand
I cannot help I'm not lending a hand
You were the one who had
Also, that we're drowning in precinct paper
Department store floor plans and
Applications to the moon
And we can change the color of our snot
From gifted
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