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Lone Palm 
By: Jimmy Buffett 
1993 
My garden is filled with papayas and mangos 
My life is a mixture of reggaes and tangos 
Taste for the good life 
I can't live it no other way 
While out on the beach there are two empty chairs 
That say more than the people who ever sit there 
>From under my lone palm 
I can look out on the day 

Chorus: 
Where no bird flies by my window 
No ship is tied to my tree 
Love is a wave building to a crescendo 
Ride if you will, ride it with me 

I knew this girl made of memories and phrases 
Who lived her whole life in both chapters and stages 
Danced 'til the dawn 
Wished all her worries away 
Well she wasn't crazy, no she wasn't mad 
She just wanted the father that she never had 
>From under my lone palm 
I think about her today 

Chorus: 
Where no bird flies by my window 
No ship is tied to my tree 
Love is a wave building to a crescendo 
Ride if you will, ride it with me 

We sailed from the port of indecision 
Young and wild with oh so much to learn 
Days turned into years 
As we tried to fool our fears 
But to the port of indecision I returned 

My gardens are filled with papayas and mangos 
My life is a mixture of jingles and jangles 
Come Christmas winds 
Blow all my worries away 

Chorus: 
Where no bird flies by my window 
No ship is tied to my tree 
Love is a wave building to a crescendo 
Ride if you will, ride it with me 

Sing if you will, sing to the sea 
(No bird flies by my window) 
(No ship is tied to my tree)

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