Jimmy Buffett and Elliot Scheiner - The Pascagoula Run

Billy pulled in in a Jaguar
Red convertible, sixty-five
Headed home to Mississippi, he'd been around the world
That black sheep uncle of mine

His ship had come in, he was lookin' to sin
Singing his own song
When he yelled from the drive, my heart came alive
"Jimmy boy, come along"

It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a cajun dance
Kid your gonna see the mornin' sun
On the Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run

Friday night at the Stateline bar
Where the waterfront people dwell
I better watch my step if the floor caves in
I'll go right straight to hell
There were pinball machines and cajun queens
Men with knives and scars
Billy moved 'cross the floor through the real hard core
And said, "Here's where it gets bizarre"

It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a cajun dance
Kid your gonna see the mornin' sun
On the Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run

What do the ladies say? What do the ladies say?
What do the ladies say? What do the ladies say?
What do the ladies say? What do the ladies say?
What do the ladies say? What do the ladies say?

Bring that young man over here
We're gonna buy that boy a beer
And that ain't all we wanna do
And bring your crazy uncle too

It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a cajun dance
Kid your gonna see the mornin' sun
On the Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run

Written by:
Jimmy Buffett, Jay Oliver

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