| Song | Incommunicado |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | Coconut Telegraph |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Jimmy Buffett/Deborah Mccoll/M.L.Benoit | |
| For the Duke and Travis McGee | |
| Travis McGee's still in Cedar Key | |
| That's what ol' John MacDonald said | |
| My rendezvous's so long overdue | |
| With all of the things I've sung and I've read | |
| They still apply to me | |
| They all make sense in time | |
| Chorus: | |
| But now I'm incommunicado | |
| Drivin' by myself down the road with a hole in it | |
| Songs with no vibrato | |
| Takin' the long way home | |
| Now on the day that John Wayne died | |
| I found myself on the continental divide | |
| Tell me where do I go from here | |
| Think I'll ride into Leadville and have a few beers | |
| I think of 'Red River' or 'Liberty Valance' | |
| Can't believe the old man's gone | |
| Chorus: | |
| But now he's incommunicado | |
| Leavin' such a hole in a world that believed | |
| That a life with such bravado | |
| Was takin' the right way home | |
| So when I finished that last line | |
| I put the book by itself on the shelf with my heart in it | |
| Never wastin' time takin' the right way home | |
| I know I'm never wastin' time findin' the right way home | |
| Chorus: | |
| Still I am incommunicado | |
| Livin' next door to a leg with a pin in it | |
| Life with such bravado | |
| Is takin' the right way home | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Tryin' to fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Tryin' to fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| I know I'm... | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Sometimes I fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| All I'm doing is... | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Tryin' to fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| But now I'm incommunicado... |
| Written: Jimmy Buffett Deborah Mccoll M. L. Benoit | |
| For the Duke and Travis McGee | |
| Travis McGee' s still in Cedar Key | |
| That' s what ol' John MacDonald said | |
| My rendezvous' s so long overdue | |
| With all of the things I' ve sung and I' ve read | |
| They still apply to me | |
| They all make sense in time | |
| Chorus: | |
| But now I' m incommunicado | |
| Drivin' by myself down the road with a hole in it | |
| Songs with no vibrato | |
| Takin' the long way home | |
| Now on the day that John Wayne died | |
| I found myself on the continental divide | |
| Tell me where do I go from here | |
| Think I' ll ride into Leadville and have a few beers | |
| I think of ' Red River' or ' Liberty Valance' | |
| Can' t believe the old man' s gone | |
| Chorus: | |
| But now he' s incommunicado | |
| Leavin' such a hole in a world that believed | |
| That a life with such bravado | |
| Was takin' the right way home | |
| So when I finished that last line | |
| I put the book by itself on the shelf with my heart in it | |
| Never wastin' time takin' the right way home | |
| I know I' m never wastin' time findin' the right way home | |
| Chorus: | |
| Still I am incommunicado | |
| Livin' next door to a leg with a pin in it | |
| Life with such bravado | |
| Is takin' the right way home | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Tryin' to fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Tryin' to fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| I know I' m... | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Sometimes I fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| All I' m doing is... | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Tryin' to fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| But now I' m incommunicado... |
| Written: Jimmy Buffett Deborah Mccoll M. L. Benoit | |
| For the Duke and Travis McGee | |
| Travis McGee' s still in Cedar Key | |
| That' s what ol' John MacDonald said | |
| My rendezvous' s so long overdue | |
| With all of the things I' ve sung and I' ve read | |
| They still apply to me | |
| They all make sense in time | |
| Chorus: | |
| But now I' m incommunicado | |
| Drivin' by myself down the road with a hole in it | |
| Songs with no vibrato | |
| Takin' the long way home | |
| Now on the day that John Wayne died | |
| I found myself on the continental divide | |
| Tell me where do I go from here | |
| Think I' ll ride into Leadville and have a few beers | |
| I think of ' Red River' or ' Liberty Valance' | |
| Can' t believe the old man' s gone | |
| Chorus: | |
| But now he' s incommunicado | |
| Leavin' such a hole in a world that believed | |
| That a life with such bravado | |
| Was takin' the right way home | |
| So when I finished that last line | |
| I put the book by itself on the shelf with my heart in it | |
| Never wastin' time takin' the right way home | |
| I know I' m never wastin' time findin' the right way home | |
| Chorus: | |
| Still I am incommunicado | |
| Livin' next door to a leg with a pin in it | |
| Life with such bravado | |
| Is takin' the right way home | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Tryin' to fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Tryin' to fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| I know I' m... | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Sometimes I fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| All I' m doing is... | |
| Tryin' to make it | |
| Tryin' to fake it | |
| Tryin' to take it home | |
| But now I' m incommunicado... |