Jimmy Buffett - Life Is Just A Tire Swing Lyrics
By: jimmy buffett1974I remember the smell of the creosote plantWhen wed have to eat on easter with my crazy old uncle and auntThey lived in a big house, antebellum style (antebellum)And the winds would blow across the old bayouAnd I was a tranquil little childChorus:Life was just a tire swingjambalaya was the only song I could singBlackberry pickin, eatin fried chickenAnd I never knew a thing about painLife was just a tire swingIn a few summers my folks packed me off to campYeah me and my cousin baxter in our pup tent with a lampAnd in a few days baxter went home and he left me by myselfBut I knew that Id stay, it was better that wayAnd I could get along without any helpChorus:Life was just a tire swingjambalaya was the only song I could singChasin after sparrows with rubber-tipped arrowsKnowin I could never hurt a thingLife was just a tire swing (tire swing)And I never been west of new orleans or east of pensacolaMy only contact with the outside world was an rca victrolaAnd elvis would sing and then Id dream about expensive carsAnd who wouldve figured twenty years laterId be rubbin shoulders with the starsLife was just a tire swingThen the other mornin on some illinois roadI fell asleep at the wheelBut was quickly wakened up by a ma bell telephone poleAnd a bunch of grant wood faces screamin is he still alive?Through the window I could see it hangin from a treeAnd I knew that I had survivedAnd life is still a tire swingjambalaya is the best song I can singBlackberry pickin, eatin fried chickenBut I finally learned a lot about painLife is just a tire swing (tire swing)Life was just a tire swing (tire swing)Life was just a tire swing (tire swing)Life was just a tire swing (tire swing)
