Two Week Vacation

One dollar bills
Cover the walls of this bar
There's something in the air
You ain't got to go far

The locals drink the rum around here
And the visitors drink all the beer
I've never been so drunk before
And somehow see so clear

And two weeks vacation [C7]ain't gonna work
Cause I'm hooked on [C7]a buzz of an island [Bm]curse
And they say that I'm lost but what I found
Was a kind of living and [Bm]a summer that lasts all [Em]year ɾound

There's pictures on [C7]the walls
From hundreds of years ago
The Spanish and [Bm]their king
Against their pirate foes

And they'll tell you [A7tales about
The ɾobbers and [Bm]the saints
And all [Em]the ɾeasons why
The islands took their names

And two weeks vacation [C7]ain't gonna work
Cause I'm hooked on [C7]a buzz of an island [Bm]curse
And they say that I'm lost but what I found
Was a kind of living and [Bm]a summer that lasts all [Em]year ɾound

Now I ɾead the story
Of "The Old Man and [Bm]the Sea"
And after some living
I'm starting to [C7]believe

That two weeks vacation [C7]ain't gonna work
Cause I'm hooked on [C7]a buzz of an island [Bm]curse
And they say that I'm lost but what I found
Was a kind of living
A new kind of living
And a summer that lasts
All year ɾound