Jimmy Buffett - Far side of the world

^DRamadan is over, the ^Gnew moon's shown her face, I'm h^Aalf way around the planet in a ^Gmost unl^Aikely pl^Dace. ^DFollowing my song line past ^Gbamboo shacks and shops, Behind a j^Aitney packed like sardines, with ^Gbananas ^Apiled on^D top.

^DI ran away from politics, ^Git's too bizarre at home, ^AAway I flew, tuned in to Blue, ^Gmaybe Amster^Adam or ^DRome. ^DAwakened by a stewardess, with ^GSpain somewhere below, On the ^Athreshold of adventure, God I ^Gdo love ^Athis job ^Dso.

^DSo while I ^Gmake my m^Dove, on the ^Abig board^D game, Up and ^Gdown a Spanish ^Dhighway, some t^Ahings remain the ^Dsame. ^GGirls meet ^Dboys and ^Aboys tease ^Bmgirls, I'm ^Gheadin' out this ^Dmorning for the f^Gar side ^Aof the w^Dorld.

^DOh I believe in song lines, ^Gobvious and not, I've ^Aridden them like camels, to some ^Gmost pec^Auliar sp^Dots. ^DThey run across the oceans, through m^Gountains and saloons, A^And tonight out to the desert, where I ^Gsit a^Atop this^D dune.

^DI was destined for this vantage point, ^Gwhich is so far from the sea, I've ^Alived it in the pages of ^GSaint-Ex^Aupery^D. ^DFrom Paris to Tunisia, C^Gasablanca to Dakar, I was ^Ariding long before I flew, through the ^Gwind and ^Asand and ^Dstars.

^GCarav^Dan, ^Aride that^D hump, ^GTimbuk^Dtu's a j^Aillion b^Dumps. ^GSleeping bags and ^Dbattle flags are c^Aoiled and ^Bmfurled, ^GThat's the way you ^Dtravel to the ^Gfar side^A of the ^Dworld.

^DA sunset framed by lightning bolts ^Gburns a lasting memory, And a^A string of tiny twinkling lights a^Gdorn the^A sausage^D tree. ^DWhile the embers from the log fire ^Gflicker, fly, and twirl, Th^Aen drift off toward the cosmos, from the ^Gfar side^A of the ^Dworld.

^DWell it's Christmas and my birthday, ^Gand so to that extent, The M^Aasai, not the wise men, are ^Gcircli^Ang my ^Dtent. ^DI teach them how to play guitar, ^Gthey show me how to dance, We have ^Arum from the Caribbean, and ^GBurgundy ^Afrom F^Drance.

^DNew Year's Eve in Zanzibar, with ^GBabu and his boys, High ^Aup on the rooftop, you can ^Grelish a^All the ^Dnoise. ^DThey're dancing on the tables, p^Geople bouncing like gazelles, Two ^Aoh oh one is ushered in with ai^Gr-raid h^Aorns and b^Dells.

^GTime to ^Dsing, t^Aime to ^Ddance, ^GLiving o^Dut my s^Aecond c^Dhance. ^GCobras and s^Dleeping bags are ^Acoiled and ^Bmcurled, ^GThat's the way it ^Dhappens on the ^Gfar side ^Aof the ^Dworld.

^DBack at home, it's afternoon six ^Gthousand miles away, It wi^All still be there when I get through ^Gattending ^Athis so^Diree. ^DThere are jobs and chores and questions, and ^Gplates I need to twirl, Bu^At tonight I'll take my chances on the ^Gfar side ^Aof the ^Dworld. ^GYes, that's the way it ^Dhappens on the ^Gfar side ^Aof the ^Dworld.