| Song | Lone Palm |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | Fruitcakes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Buffett | |
| Lyrics:Jimmy Buffett Music:Jimmy Buffett | |
| My garden is filled with papayas and mangos | |
| My life is a mixture of reggaes and tangos | |
| Taste for the good life | |
| I can't live it no other way | |
| While out on the beach there are two empty chairs | |
| That say more than the people who ever sit there | |
| From under my lone palm | |
| I can look out on the day | |
| Chorus: | |
| Where no bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree | |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo | |
| Ride if you will, ride it with me | |
| I knew this girl made of memories and phrases | |
| Who lived her whole life in both chapters and stages | |
| Danced 'til the dawn | |
| Wished all her worries away | |
| Well she wasn't crazy, no she wasn't mad | |
| She just wanted the father that she never had | |
| From under my lone palm | |
| I think about her today | |
| Chorus: | |
| Where no bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree | |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo | |
| Ride if you will, ride it with me | |
| We sailed from the port of indecision | |
| Young and wild with oh so much to learn | |
| Days turned into years | |
| As we tried to fool our fears | |
| But to the port of indecision I returned | |
| My gardens are filled with papayas and mangos | |
| My life is a mixture of jingles and jangles | |
| Come Christmas winds | |
| Blow all my worries away | |
| Chorus: | |
| Where no bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree | |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo | |
| Ride if you will, ride it with me | |
| Sing if you will, sing to the sea | |
| (No bird flies by my window) | |
| (No ship is tied to my tree) |
| zuo ci : Buffett | |
| Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
| My garden is filled with papayas and mangos | |
| My life is a mixture of reggaes and tangos | |
| Taste for the good life | |
| I can' t live it no other way | |
| While out on the beach there are two empty chairs | |
| That say more than the people who ever sit there | |
| From under my lone palm | |
| I can look out on the day | |
| Chorus: | |
| Where no bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree | |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo | |
| Ride if you will, ride it with me | |
| I knew this girl made of memories and phrases | |
| Who lived her whole life in both chapters and stages | |
| Danced ' til the dawn | |
| Wished all her worries away | |
| Well she wasn' t crazy, no she wasn' t mad | |
| She just wanted the father that she never had | |
| From under my lone palm | |
| I think about her today | |
| Chorus: | |
| Where no bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree | |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo | |
| Ride if you will, ride it with me | |
| We sailed from the port of indecision | |
| Young and wild with oh so much to learn | |
| Days turned into years | |
| As we tried to fool our fears | |
| But to the port of indecision I returned | |
| My gardens are filled with papayas and mangos | |
| My life is a mixture of jingles and jangles | |
| Come Christmas winds | |
| Blow all my worries away | |
| Chorus: | |
| Where no bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree | |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo | |
| Ride if you will, ride it with me | |
| Sing if you will, sing to the sea | |
| No bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree |
| zuò cí : Buffett | |
| Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
| My garden is filled with papayas and mangos | |
| My life is a mixture of reggaes and tangos | |
| Taste for the good life | |
| I can' t live it no other way | |
| While out on the beach there are two empty chairs | |
| That say more than the people who ever sit there | |
| From under my lone palm | |
| I can look out on the day | |
| Chorus: | |
| Where no bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree | |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo | |
| Ride if you will, ride it with me | |
| I knew this girl made of memories and phrases | |
| Who lived her whole life in both chapters and stages | |
| Danced ' til the dawn | |
| Wished all her worries away | |
| Well she wasn' t crazy, no she wasn' t mad | |
| She just wanted the father that she never had | |
| From under my lone palm | |
| I think about her today | |
| Chorus: | |
| Where no bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree | |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo | |
| Ride if you will, ride it with me | |
| We sailed from the port of indecision | |
| Young and wild with oh so much to learn | |
| Days turned into years | |
| As we tried to fool our fears | |
| But to the port of indecision I returned | |
| My gardens are filled with papayas and mangos | |
| My life is a mixture of jingles and jangles | |
| Come Christmas winds | |
| Blow all my worries away | |
| Chorus: | |
| Where no bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree | |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo | |
| Ride if you will, ride it with me | |
| Sing if you will, sing to the sea | |
| No bird flies by my window | |
| No ship is tied to my tree |