Cifra de Cowboy In The Jungle (ver. 2) - Jimmy Buffett
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(G)There's a cowboy in the jungle
And he (Am)looks so out of place
With his (D)shrimpskin boots and his cheap cheroots
And his (C)skin as (D)white as (G)paste
(G)Headin' south to Paraguay
Where the (Am)Gauchos sing and shout
Now he's (D)stuck in Porto Bello
Since his (C)money (D)all ran (G)out C/G G
(G)So he hangs out with the sailors
Night and (Am)day they're raisin' hell
And his (D)original destination's
Just another (C)story that he (D)loves to (G)tell
(G)With no plans for the future
He still (Am)seems in control
From a (D)bronco ride to a ten foot tide
He just (C)had to (D)learn to (G)roll
Chorus:
(C)Roll (D)with the (G)punches
(C)Played all (D)of his (G)hunches
(C)Made the best of whate(G)ver came his (D)way
(C)What he (D)lacked in (G)ambition
He made up (C)with (D)intuition Em
(C)Plowin' straight (D)ahead come what (G)may
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(G)Steel band in the distance
And their (Am)music floats across the bay
While (D)American women in moomoos
Talk about (C)all the things they (D)did (G)today
(G)And their husbands quack about fishing
As they (Am)slug those rum drinks down
Discussing (D)who caught what and who sat on his butt
But it's the (C)only (D)show in (G)town
Chorus:
They're (C)tryin' to drink (D)all the (G)punches
They (C)all may (D)lose their (G)lunches
(C)Tryin' to cram lost (G)years into five or six (D)days
(C)Seems that (D)blind (G)ambition
Erased (C)their (D)intuition Em
(C)Plowin' straight (D)ahead come what (G)may
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(F)But I don't want to (C)live on that kind of (G)island
No (F)I don't want to (C)swim in a roped-off (G)sea
Too much for (Em)me, too much for (A)me
(C)I've got to be where the (D)wind and the water are (G)free
C/G D/G C/G G
(G)Alone on a midnight passage
I can (Am)count the falling stars
While the (D)Southern Cross and the satellites
They (C)remind me of (D)where we (G)are
(G)Spinning around in circles
(Am)Living it day to day
And still (D)twenty four hours may be sixty good years
It's (C)really not that (D)long a (G)stay
We've gotta (C)roll (D)with the (G)punches
(C)Learn to play (C)all of (D)our (G)hunches
Make the best of whatever (G)comes your (D)way
(C)Forget that (D)blind (G)ambition
And learn to (C)trust your (D)intuition(Em)
(C)Plowin' straight (D)ahead come what (G)may C/G G
And there's a (D)cowboy (C)in the (G)jungle
C/G (302013)
D/G (xx4035)