He went to Paris

A Jimmie Buffet Classic

He Went To Paris

He went to Paris
Looking for answers
To the questions
That bothered him so
He was impressive
Young and aggressive
Saving the world on his own
The warm summer breezes
And French wines and cheeses
Put his ambition at bay
The summers and winters
Scattered like splinters’
And forty-five years slipped away

He went to England
Played the piano
And married a actress named Kim
They had a fine life
She was a good wife
And bore him a son named Jim
And all of the answers and
All of the questions
Locked in his attic one day
Cause he like the quite,
Clean country living
And twenty more years
Slipped away

Well the war took his baby,
Bombs killed his lady
And left him with
Only one eye
His body was battered
His whole world was shattered
And all he could do
Was just cry
While the tears
Were a falling
He was recalling
Answers he never found
So he hoped on a freighter
Skidded the ocean’
And left England without a sound

Now he lives in the island
Fishes the pylons
And drinks his green label each day
Writing his memoirs
Losing his hearing
But he don’t care what most people say
Through 86 years
Of perpetual motion
If he likes you he’ll smile and he’ll say
Just some of its magic
Some of its tragic,
But I had a good live all the way

He went to Paris
Looking for answers
To questions that bothered him so