D Nibblin on sponge cake, watchin the sun bake, all of those tourist covered A with oil. Strummin my six string, on my front porch swing, smell those D D7 shrimp there beginnin to boil. G A D D7 G A D D7 Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt. G A D A G A Some peolple claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's nobody's D fault. D Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season. Nothin to show but this A brand new tattoo. But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here D D7 I haven't a clue. G A D D7 G A D D7 Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt. G A D A G A Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, now I think, hell it could D be my fault. D I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top, cut my heal had to cruise on A back home. But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render, that D D7 frozen concoction that helps me hang on. G A D D7 G A D D7 Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt. G A D A G A Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's my own D D7 G A D A G damn fault. Yes and, some people claim that there's a woman to blame, and A D I know, it's my own damn fault.
