A G Well, I come from a little bitty, homegrown small town, C D Smoky Mountains, nice place to hang around. A G Moonshine, that's where they make it, D Put it in a jug, makes you wanna get naked. A G But I jumped on a greyhound bus one night C D And took it all the way to the end of the line. A G Stepped down in the sun, when my feet hit the sand D What a long strange trip Chorus: A G D I spent my whole life a-running around (running around) A G D Still let the wind kinda blow me around A G D Well I dropped a note in a bottle to a long-legged model A G And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world D A pirate flag and an island girl Well my friends back home think I've gone and lost my mind Take a sip of rum and you really would know why Jolly Roger flying on the picnic table Blender in the kitchen, willing and able Don't know what makes you say what the hell But when the salt air catches a hold of that sail Something about it makes her just want to dance And she loves to dance Chorus C Well I remember back home 'neath the big ol' moon D Talking 'bout the new world and life was good C D But here we are in a local bar drinkin' shootin' stars I might spend my whole life running around Still let the wind kind of blow me around Well I dropped a note in a bottle To a long-legged model And I traded it in for a whole another world A pirate flag and an island girl A pirate flag and an island girl | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C D G |