D# _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
F# _ _ _ _ _ _ Man, I could use a pina colada, a little bit of sun on my skin.
B A hammock, a book,
D#m never gonna look
B back once
G#m my feet hit
F# the sand.
C# I've had
D#m it up to here with
B this rat
F#m race, need a smile
C# on my face.
I
F# wanna go where I can lighten up
C# the load, drive a little while on the wrong side
F# of the road.
B Get this laying low off to a flying
F# start, _
C# _ .
F# play my guitar in
C# the Caribbean sun.
Hang with the locals at the quiet mud, where
B you can be a tourist, a beach bum,
C# or a star, and be
F# as you are.
_ _
C# _ _ _ .
F# Getting stuck sure would be easy in this palm tree paradise.
_ .
B Ambition fades with every wave for the finer
B things
F# in life.
C# Maybe I'll just
B hang around here,
F# go home
C# later next year.
I
F# wanna stay down here and lighten up the load,
C# drive a little while on the wrong side of the road.
B Get this laying low off to a flying
F# start,
G# _ _
C#.
F# play my guitar in the Caribbean
C# sun.
Hang with the locals at the quiet mud, where
B you can be a tourist, a beach bum,
C# or a star, _ and be
F# as you are.
_ _
D# _
C# _ _ _
B _ .
_
F# _ _
B _
F# _ _
C# I
F# wanna play my guitar in the Caribbean sun.
C# Hang with the locals at the quiet mud,
B where you can be a tourist, a beach bum,
C# or a star,
B and be
F# as you are.
_ _
C# _ _ Be as you
F#m are.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _
F# _ _ _ _ .
C# _ _ _ _
B _ _ _
D#m _ .
F# _ _
C# La la la
F# la la, ah la
C# la la.
_ _ _
B _ _ _ _ .
F# _ _ _
C# _ _
F# _ _ _ .
C# _ _ _ _
B _ _ _ _ .
F# _ _ _
C# _
F# _ _ _ _ .
C# _ _ _ _
B _ _ _
A#m _ .
F# _
A#m _
D# _
C# _
F# _ _ _ .