About The Song
If you think that you have heard all types of country music, think again. This Jimmy Buffett-penned song offers another taste of country music that is quite innovative during the time of its release.
You might have heard of the song “Margaritaville” but in case you missed some of the Easter eggs, we got it for you.
It is not often to hear country music and reggae combined into one song. “Margaritaville” is the perfect mix of country and reggae. Apparently, Jimmy wrote the song while sipping his margarita in a Mexican restaurant.
It has that ‘chill vibes’ written all over it. Buffett already has that beach-bum image so we can really see him recording a song that is perfect for chilling in the beach while drinking your favorite margarita.
With the success of his song, he capitalized on it and ventured into the world of business. He owned a chain of clubs, a line of beach clothing, and his own Margaritaville custom record label.
“I was lucky enough to get my thumb on the pulse beat of what people perceived the tropics to be.”
I guess people gravitate towards something new and different that is why they fell in love with the song. It came to symbolize a carefree Caribbean lifestyle and it is not usually what you expect in a country song.
Lyrics Breakdown
Don’t know the reason
Stayed here all season
When life gets rough, you just want to vent out and go somewhere else. Usually, the beach is the first choice for someone who likes to relax. It is a good escape and the sound of the waves from the shore is very relaxing.
That is what I am getting from the music. It kind of gives you that long break that you badly need. It’s almost a carefree song with a good reggae melody. Jimmy Buffett embodied the song through his experience living at the beachside. That is the best thing about music. We get to live through the experience, just by listening to it.
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Lyrics
Nibbling on sponge cake
Watching the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Strumming my six-string
On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp, well, they’re beginning to boil
Oh, crawfish in New Orleans, yeah
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
But I know, it’s nobody’s fault
I don’t know the reason
Stayed up all season
With nothing to show but a brand-new tattoo
But it’s a real beauty
A Mexican cutie
How it got here, I haven’t a clue, I really don’t know
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
But I think it could be my fault, maybe, just maybe
I blew out my flip-flop (how?)
Stepped on a pop top
I broke my leg twice, had to limp on back home
God, I still feel pain
I wish I had some cocaine
But that’s been gone since early this morn’ (long gone)
Wasting away again in Margaritaville (yes, I am, yes, I am, I’m)
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
And I know, it’s my own damn fault
Yeah
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
There always is and I know
It’s my own damn fault
Thank you
Alright
This is the original Coral Reefer Band up here now
Everybody having a good time, so far, out there?
Me too
Yeah, this is the way it started out
Yeah, we’re gonna get to all those songs now
We’re gonna do ’em one at a time
This is a song, that, uh
We’ll do this for two sections in the country tonight that are called LA
One of them is out in California
The other is lower Alabama, where I come from, that LA
Affectionately known in some circles as the Redneck Riviera, and ah
Song about where it all came from
And we’ll, uh, do this for anybody out there
Who also went through a Catholic education and the altar boy system