Changes in Latitudes Changes in Attitudes                                               Jimmy Buffett

 

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I took off for a weekend last month Just to try and recall the whole year

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All of the faces and all of the places Wonderin’ where they all disappeared

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I didn’t ponder the question too long I was hungry and went out for a bite

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Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum and we wound up drinkin’ all night

 

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It’s these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes / Nothing remains quite the same

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With all of our running and all of our cunning / if we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane

 

Reading departure signs in some big airport reminds me of the places I’ve been

Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure makes me want to go back again

If it suddenly ended tomorrow / I could somehow adjust to the fall

Good times and riches and son of a bitches I’ve seen more than I can recall

 

(2nd Chorus:)

These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes / Nothing remains quite the same

Through all of the islands and all of the highlands / If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane

 

I think about Paris when I’m high on red wine / I wish I could jump on a plane

So many nights I just dream of the ocean / God I wish I was sailin’ again

Oh, yesterday’s over my shoulder / So I can’t look back for too long

There’s just too much to see waiting in front of me / and I know that I just can’t go wrong

 

(Last Chorus:)

With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes / Nothing remains quite the same

With all of my running and all of my cunning / If I couldn’t laugh I just would go insane

If we couldn’t laugh we just would go insane

If we weren’t all crazy we would go insane