Jimmy Buffett Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes with Lyrics in Description

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Track 1 from his seventh and the breakthrough album “Changes in Latitude, Changes in Attitude” released in 1977 copyright ABC Records. Thanks to the single “Margaritaville”, the album was a massive hit and achieved Platinum status the same year. Written by Jimmy Buffett and produced by Norbert Putnam. Featuring “The Coral Reefer Band”:

Jimmy Buffett – Lead vocals, acoustic guitars & background vocals
Greg “Fingers” Taylor – Harmonica
Michael Jeffry – Lead & rhythm guitars & background vocals
Roger Bartlett –Acoustic & rhythm guitars & background vocals, lead guitar on “In the Shelter”
Michael Utley – Organ, piano & background vocals
Harry Dailey – Bass & background vocals
Kenneth “Barfullo” Buttry – Congos & drums
Farrell Morris - Percussion
Special Guest:
Billy Puett – Recorder & flute on “Margaritaville”

I took off for a weekend last month
Just to try and recall the whole year
All of the faces and all of the places
Wonderin' where they all disappeared
I didn't ponder the question too long
I was hungry and went out for a bite
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum
And we wound up drinkin' all night

It's those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of our running and all of our cunning
If we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane

Reading departure signs in some big airport
Reminds me of the places I've been
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
Makes me want to go back again
If it suddenly ended tomorrow
I could somehow adjust to the fall
Good times and riches and son-of-a-bitches
I've seen more than I can recall

These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
Through all of the islands and all of the highlands
If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane

I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine
I wish I could jump on the plane
So many nights I just dream of the ocean
God, I wish I was sailin' again
Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder
So I can't look back for too long
There's just too much to see waiting in front of me
And I know that I just can't go wrong

With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothin; remains quite the same
With all of my runnin' and all of my cunning
If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane
If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane
If we weren't all crazy we would go insane