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KENNY CHESNEY - Trying To Reason With Hurricane Season


[Verse 1]
Squalls out on the Gulf Stream
Big storm's comin' soon
I passed out in my hammock
God I slept 'til way past noon
Stood up and tried to focus
I hoped I wouldn't have to look far
I knew I could use a Bloody Mary
So I stumbled next door to the bar

[Chorus]
And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on

[Verse 2: Jimmy Buffett & Kenny Chesney]
Somethin' about a Sunday
It's the most peculiar gray
Strollin' down the avenue
That's known as A1A
Feelin' tired then I got inspired
I knew that it wouldn't last long
So all alone I walked back home
Sat on the beach and then I made up this song

[Chorus: Kenny Chesney and Jimmy Buffett]
And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out then I can go on

[Verse 3: Kenny Chesney and Jimmy Buffett]
Well the wind is blowin' harder now
50 knots or thereabouts
There's white caps on the ocean
And I am watchin' for water spouts
It's time to close the shutters
It's time to go inside
In a week I'll be in Old Paris
Hell that's a mighty long airplane ride

[Chorus: Kenny Chesney, Jimmy Buffett, (Both)]
And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on
Yes, it cleans me out, then I can go on
(Yeah, it cleans me out and then I can go on)

[Letra Traducida al Español]

[Verse 1]
Hay borrascas afuera en la Corriente del Golfo
Una gran tormenta llegará pronto
Me desmayé en mi hamaca
Dios, dormí hasta pasada la tarde
Me puse de pie y traté de enfocarme
Esperé no tener que mirar demasiado lejos
Sabía que podría usar un Bloody Mary
Así que tropecé junto a un bar

[Chorus]
Y ahora debo confesar
Que podría emplear algún descanso
No puedo correr muy lejos a este paso
Sí, es un poco loco
Creo que esto me hiere el cerebro
No obstante, me limpia y luego puedo seguir

[Verse 2: Jimmy Buffett & Kenny Chesney]
Hay algo en este domingo
El gris más peculiar
Anda dando vueltas por la avenida
Se le conoce como A1A
Me siento agotado y luego me inspiro
Sabía que no duraría mucho
Así que me caminé de regreso a casa solo
Me senté en la playa y luego hice esta canción

[Chorus: Kenny Chesney and Jimmy Buffett]


[Verse 3: Kenny Chesney and Jimmy Buffett]
Bueno, el viento sopla más fuerte ahora
50 nudos o más o menos
Hay tapas blancas en el océano
Y buscando estoy chorros de agua
Es hora de cerrar las persianas
Es hora de entrar
En una semana, estaré en Old Paris
¡Maldición! ¡Será un viaje en avión sumamente largo!


[Chorus: Kenny Chesney, Jimmy Buffett, (Both)]