Portugal or PEI Lyrics (help!)
Posted: September 29, 2023 5:35 pm
I've always found it fun to try to transcribe JB lyrics. This tune has pushed my ears to the brink. I love it but I am stuck on a few. The song is available on YouTube if you haven't heard it. These are the lyrics I've tried to capture. If anyone can fill in/correct the ?'s - please do!
Portugal or PEI
Jimmy Buffett and the Coral Reefer Band
Equal Strain on All Parts
I guess that I was born with that nomad gene
There’s very little of this planet that I have not seen
Everybody’s on a soapbox
Influencers and phones
TikTok, Tommy rock, round the clock
But I’m still thinkin Rolling Stones
So where am I gonna go
When the volcanoes blow?
Everybody’s askin’ all the time
Contemplating my back bay (?)
Or a beach bar near Sargray (?)
Im sure Ill find a way
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Hopin' (?) Portugal or PEI
Layin low or staying high
I got my good friends close
And trouble far away
Music on a beach cross singin sand
No big deal, no master plan
We’ll be alright come Monday
I’ll hopscotch cross the ocean
On a friendly archipelago
Where women sing Togaya
And the marijuana grows
I’m thinkin (?)
Where the Portuguese fished long ago
Speak a little nigma (?) when I can
And the (?)
where am I gonna go
When the volcanoes blow?
Everybody’s askin’ all the time
Contemplating my back bay
Or a beach bar near Sargray (?)
Im sure Ill find a way
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Hopin' (?) Portugal or PEI
Layin low or staying high
I got my good friends close
And trouble far away
Music on a beach cross singin sand
No big deal, no master plan
We’ll be alright come Monday
Everybody’s on a soapbox
And there’s way too many phones
Everybody’s playin TikTok, Tommy rock
And I still love the Rolling Stones
Life is always better when you
Add a little island
A lot of voice just love me wine
Maybe a pub on PEI
With somebody singin in Portuguese
On a sandbar feel the ocean breeze
Right now that sounds real good to me
I really like those possibilities
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Where’m I gonna go?
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Where’m I gonna go?
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Where’m I gonna go?
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Where’m I gonna go?
Where’m I gonna go?
Portugal or PEI
Jimmy Buffett and the Coral Reefer Band
Equal Strain on All Parts
I guess that I was born with that nomad gene
There’s very little of this planet that I have not seen
Everybody’s on a soapbox
Influencers and phones
TikTok, Tommy rock, round the clock
But I’m still thinkin Rolling Stones
So where am I gonna go
When the volcanoes blow?
Everybody’s askin’ all the time
Contemplating my back bay (?)
Or a beach bar near Sargray (?)
Im sure Ill find a way
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Hopin' (?) Portugal or PEI
Layin low or staying high
I got my good friends close
And trouble far away
Music on a beach cross singin sand
No big deal, no master plan
We’ll be alright come Monday
I’ll hopscotch cross the ocean
On a friendly archipelago
Where women sing Togaya
And the marijuana grows
I’m thinkin (?)
Where the Portuguese fished long ago
Speak a little nigma (?) when I can
And the (?)
where am I gonna go
When the volcanoes blow?
Everybody’s askin’ all the time
Contemplating my back bay
Or a beach bar near Sargray (?)
Im sure Ill find a way
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Hopin' (?) Portugal or PEI
Layin low or staying high
I got my good friends close
And trouble far away
Music on a beach cross singin sand
No big deal, no master plan
We’ll be alright come Monday
Everybody’s on a soapbox
And there’s way too many phones
Everybody’s playin TikTok, Tommy rock
And I still love the Rolling Stones
Life is always better when you
Add a little island
A lot of voice just love me wine
Maybe a pub on PEI
With somebody singin in Portuguese
On a sandbar feel the ocean breeze
Right now that sounds real good to me
I really like those possibilities
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Where’m I gonna go?
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Where’m I gonna go?
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Where’m I gonna go?
Till then I’ll be in the conga line
Where’m I gonna go?
Where’m I gonna go?