D
Dsus2
D
D
Dsus2
D
G
A
D
D
Nibblin’ on sponge cake,
A
All of those tourists covered with oil.
D
D7
They’re beginnin’ to boil.
G
A
D
D7
Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
G
A
D
D7
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt.
G
A
D
A
G
Some people claim that there’s a wom an to blame,
A
G
D
But I know it’s nobody’s fault.
D
Don’t know the reason,
A
With nothing to show but this brand new tattoo.
D
D7
I haven’t a clue.
G
A
D
D7
Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
G
A
D
D7
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt.
G
A
D
A
G
Some people claim that there’s a wom an to blame,
A
G
D
Now I think, – hell it could be my fault.
D
I blew out my flip flop,
A
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
D
D7
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on.
G
A
D
D7
Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
G
A
D
D7
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt.
G
A
D
A
G
Some people claim that there’s a wom an to blame,
A
G
D
And I know it’s my own damn fault.
D
A
Dsus2
D7
G
