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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Chesney
Lead Vocals
Jimmy Buffett
Vocals
Mac McAnally
Acoustic Guitar
Mickey Raphael
Harmonica
Eric Darken
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimmy Buffett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Chesney
Producer
Bobbi Giel
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Taylor Chadwick
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Alena Moran
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dan "DB" Bacigalupi
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ryan Malone
Assistant Engineer
F. Reid Shippen
Mixing Engineer
Buddy Cannon
Producer
Tony Castle
Recording Engineer
Andrew Darby
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Jason Mott
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
Squalls out on the gulf stream
Big storms coming soon
I passed out in my hammock
God, I slept a way past noon
Stood up and tried to focus
I hoped I wouldn't have to look far
I knew I could use a Bloody Mary
So I stumbled next door to the bar
And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on
There's something about this Sunday
It's a most peculiar gray
Strolling down the avenue
That's known as A1A
Feeling tired, then I got inspired
I knew that it wouldn't last long
So all alone I walked back home
Sat on the beach and then I made up this song
And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on
Well, the wind is blowing harder now
50 knots or there about
There's white caps on the ocean
And I'm watching for water spouts
It's time to close the shutters
It's time to go inside
In a week I'll be in ol' Paris
Yeah, that's a mighty long airplane ride
And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on
Yes, it cleans me out and then I can go on
Yeah, it cleans me out and then I can go on
Writer(s): Jimmy Buffett
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