Written by Jimmy Buffett
G G/F# C G C C/B D I once knew a poet, who lived before his time G G/F# C G C C/B D He and his dog Spooner, who listened while he rhymed Em Bm C C/B F F/E D Words to make ya happy, words to make you cry G G/F# C G C D G C G Then one day the poet suddenly did die But he left behind a closet, filled with verse and rhyme Through some strange transaction one was printed in the Times And everybody searchin for the king of underground Well they found him down in Florida, with a tombstone for a crownCause his books are all best sellers, his poems were turned to songs Had his brother on a talk show, though they never got along And now he's called immortal, yes he's even taught in school They say he used his talent, a most proficient tool But he left all of his royalties, to Spooner his old hound Growin old on steak and bacon, in a dog house 10 feet 'round And everybody wonders, did he really lose his mind No, he was just a poet who lived before his time. He was just a poet who lived before his time.C C/B D And everybody knows the lines C C/B D From his book that costs $4.99 C C/B D And I wonder if he knows he's doin C G Quite this fine
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