[Intro]
F#
[Verse]
F#
Nibblin on sponge cake, watchin the sun bake,
C#
all of those tourist covered with oil.
Strummin my six string, on my front porch swing,
F#
smell those shrimp they're beginnin' to boil.
[Chorus]
B C# F# B
Wastin away again in Margaritaville,
C# F# B
searchin for my lost shaker of salt.
C# F# C# B
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
C# F#
but I know, it's nobody's fault.
[Verse]
(
F#)
Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season.
C#
Nothin to show but this brand new tattoo.
But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie,
F#
how it got here I haven't a clue.
[Chorus]
B C# F# B
Wastin away again in Margaritaville,
C# F# B
searchin for my lost shaker of salt.
C# F# C# B
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
C# F#
now I think, hell it could by my fault.
[Solo]
F# F# F# F# C# C#
B C# F# C# B
C# F#
[Verse]
(
F#)
I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top,
C#
cut my heel had to cruise on back home.
But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render,
F#
that frozen concoction that helps me hang on.
[Chorus]
B C# F# B
Wastin away again in Margaritaville,
C# F# B
searchin for my lost shaker of salt.
C# F# C# B
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
C# F# B
and I know, it's my own damn fault.
C# F# C# B
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
C# F# F#
and I know, it's my own damn fault.
[Intro]
F#
[Verse]
F#
Nibblin on sponge cake,
watchin the sun bake,
all of those tourist
C#
covered with oil.
Strummin my six string, on my front porch swing,
smell those shrimp they're
F#
beginnin' to boil.
[Chorus]
G
C# F# B
Wastin away again in Margaritaville,
C# searchin for my
F# B
lost shaker of salt.
C# Some people claim that
F# C# B
there's a woman to blame,
C# F#
but I know, it's nobody's fault.
[Verse]
(
F#)
Don't know the reason,
I stayed here all season.
Nothin to show but
C#
this brand new tattoo.
But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie,
F#
how it got here I haven't a clue.
[Chorus]
G
C# F# B
Wastin away again in Margaritaville,
C# searchin for my
F# B
lost shaker of salt.
C# Some people claim that
F# C# B
there's a woman to blame,
C# now I think, hell
F#
it could by my fault.
[Solo]
F# F# F# F# C# C#
B C# F# C# B
C# F#
[Verse]
(
F#)
I blew out my flip flop,
stepped on a pop top,
cut my heel had to
C#
cruise on back home.
But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render,
that frozen concoction
F#
that helps me hang on.
[Chorus]
G
C# F# B
Wastin away again in Margaritaville,
C# searchin for my
F# B
lost shaker of salt.
C# Some people claim that
F# C# B
there's a woman to blame,
C# and I know, it's
F# B
my own damn fault.
C# Some people claim that
F# C# B
there's a woman to blame,
C# and I know, it's
F# F#
my own damn fault.