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    Cheeseburger in Paradise

    Jimmy Buffett

    Chords in parentheses are anticipated


    / Bm - - A / Bm - - G / Bm - - A / D (hold) /


                    (G)              A                D

    Tried to amend my carnivorous  habits

     G                    A               D

    Made it nearly seventy days

               G                     A                D

    Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds

       E                                             A

    drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays.  But at

     (G)     A               D                                 G                A            Bm

    night I'd have these wonderful dreams, some kind of sensuous treat

                 G               D         G           D

    Not zucchini, fettucini or bulgar wheat, but a

     (G)         D                A                   D

    big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat.



    G          A            D

    Cheeseburger in paradise

    G               A                  D

    Heaven on earth with an onion slice

    G               A         D

    Not too particular, not too precise, I'm just a

    G          A            D

    Cheeseburger in paradise


    / Bm - - A / D (hold) /


       G                   A      D

    Heard about the old-time sailor men

                         G                 A             D

    They eat the same thing again and again

      G                      A               D

    Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead

                    E                                      A

    Well, it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn


           G               (A)               D

    But times have changed for sailors these days

              G              A                    Bm

    When I'm in port I get what I need.


                  G                  D      G       D

    Not just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris

                      G              D               A          D

    But that American creation on which I feed.




    Solo:  / G - A - / D - - - / x4


    No Chord:

    I like mine with lettuce and tomato              

    Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes               

    Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer                  

    Well, good God Almighty, which way do I steer for my  




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    This file is the author's own work and represents his interpretation of this song. It's intended solely for private study, scholarship or research.