Capo 2nd Fret
G D A D
Tired of my beeper, tired of my phone
G D A D
Tired of this tired old tie I got on
G D A D
Sick of this traffic jam that I'm in,
G D A D
We all get sick of it all now and then.
G A
When I've had it up to here I go down there.
G D A D
To guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love,
G A D
Mangos and Marley you know, fit me like a glove.
G A D
Sixth gear with nowhere to steer when enough is enough,
G Em G A D
It's guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love.
G D A D G D A D (x 2)
G D A D
I feel like a fish jerked out of the sea,
G D A D
Or a bird in a cage that's never seen a key,
G D A D
Sick of this grind and I think that I ought
G D A D
To bring this grind to a grinding hault.
G A
Now I've had it up to here let's go down there.
G D A D
To guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love,
G A D
Mangos and Marley you know, fit me like a glove.
G A D
Sixth gear with nowhere to steer when enough is enough,
G Em G A D
It's guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love.
G D A D G D A D (x 2)
G A
Now I've had it up to here let's go down there.
G D A D
To guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love,
G A D
Mangos and Marley you know, fit me like a glove.
G A D
Sixth gear with nowhere to steer when enough is enough,
G Em G A D
It's guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love.
