Sign said: "Cold beer," so I pulled in there,
Pulled up a chair to have just one.
Now my head hurts. I got this sun burn.
Oh, what on earth have I done?
How'd I wind up in Jamaica,
Washed up like some lost cast away?
How did one round of beer lead to me layin' here,
On this bed of sand in Montego Bay?
Hey, don't I know you? Ain't you the girl who,
I was talking to back at the bar?
Your dress was light green an' I had on blue jeans.
Tell me, what's it mean when we don't know where they are?
How'd I wind up in Jamaica?
Was it your wild hair or was it mine?
Oh, I barely remember you cussing December,
As you passed me that salt an' the lime.
Ring a bell?
Instrumental break.
It's been a year now. We're still here now.
All settled down, might not go back again.
Like a couple of beach bums, we hardly work much.
An' still ask each other every now and then:
How'd we wind up in Jamaica?
Was it your wild hair or was it mine?
Oh, who cares? It don't matter. We're happy ever after.
Now, pass me that salt an' lime.
We got it made here in Jamaica.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
To this day, it ain't clear. All I know is we're here,
On this bed of sand in Montego Bay.
It's a really cool song featuring steel drums and all. It is just great to see Jimmy's influence in Country music now days. Kenny Chesney is doing it, Alan Jackson, now Tracy Byrd, and they are doing a pretty dang good job at it too. It is so great to turn on the radio and hear my favorite kind of music like this everyday.
**Oh, and just before somebody decides to take a wisecrack at this about how they think these artist are not worthy enough to do "Jimmy's music", or how they are riding the coat-tails of Buffett and earning money for it, or how they have been a PH for 185 years


