Boat Drinks Chords

Boat Drinks
By Jimmy Buffett
 
[Intro]
D    G  A
D    G  A
 
[Verse 1]
 D           G           A                D
Boat drinks. Boys in the band ordered boat drinks.
G             A                 D
Visitors just scored on the home rink.
G          A           D    G  A
Everything seems to be wrong.
 
  D     G         A               D
Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap airfare.
 G          A            D
I've got to fly to Saint Somewhere.
G            A      D
I'm close to bodily harm.
 
[Chorus]
G        A             D
Twenty degrees and the hockey game's on.
G       A               D
 Nobody cares; they are way too far gone,
             D           G
screamin' "Boat drinks," somethin'
   A             D
to keep them all warm.
 
[Verse 2]
     D        G          A           D
This morning, I shot six holes in my freezer.
G         A          D
I think I got cabin fever.
G        A          D
Somebody sound the alarm.
 
[Bridge]
Fmaj7                    C
I'd like to go where the pace of life's slow.
          G                         C
Could you beam me somewhere, Mister Scott?
Fmaj7                   C
Any old place here on Earth or in space.
E                         A
 You pick the century and I'll pick the spot.
 
[Organ Solo]
D    G  A
D    G  A
D    G  A
D    G  A
 
[Verse 3]
 D     G           A            D
I know I should be leaving this climate.
 G      A               D
I got a verse but can't rhyme it.
G       A             D    G  A
I gotta go where it's warm.
 
 D           G          A              D
Boat drinks, waitress I need two more boat drinks.
     G           A              D
Then I'm headin' south 'fore my dream shrinks.
G       A             D
I gotta go where it's warm.
                      (I gotta go where it's)
G       A             D
I gotta go where it's warm.
(warm!)               (I gotta go where it's)
G       A             D      N.C.
I gotta go where it's warm!
(warm!)
 
[Outro]
G       A              G         A
I gotta go where there ain't any snow,
            G         A
where there ain't any blow,
          G            A
'cause my fin sinks so low.
G       A             D   D/A  D
I gotta go where it's warm.
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