Used by Permission Everybody's Got a Cousin in Miami Everybody's Got a Cousin in Miami Everybody's Got a Cousin in Miami Jimmy Buffett, Michael Tcshudin It was ninety miles to freedom but they took the risk Though the ocean was all motion and the wind was brisk The deadly gunboats never saw them in the pale moonlight They were off to Cayo Hueso by the dawns early light The gringo in the garden called the customs man They answered all his questions, were allowed to land The ladies shared a hairbrush and their husbands had a coke Then they were taken up to Krome to meet with their kin folk Chorus Everybody's got a cousin in Miami Everybody understands the impromptu Dancing in the heat to the beat That turns your clothing clammy Everybody needs to have a dream come true In a third world jungle not so far away Lives a natural drummer with a dream to play He's the brother of the lizard and the flying fish But he's been enchanted by the pictures From the satellite dish So his mama packs his bags, knots his red neck tie Sends him north to her relations with a kiss good-bye He's bewildered by the plane ride and the immigration line Until he sees his Christian name upon a cardboard sign Everybody's got a cousin in Miami Everybody is an Aborigine Dancing in the heat to the beat That turns your clothing clammy Everybody wants to win that lottery It's hard to believe the city started as a trading post Home to the Seminole, pirate and pioneer Between the river of grass and the old mosquito coast Before the railroad claimed the southernmost frontier I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone It brought me life, it brought me love I never have outgrown It brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore And one too many mornings in the Grove Drug Store In one way or the other we're all refugees Living out this easy life below the banyan trees Smoothing off the rougher edges of the culture clash We got a style, we got a look We got that old panache Uncle John's Band Uncle John's Band Uncle John's Band Jerry Garcia, Robert Hunter Well the first days are the hardest days Don't you worry any more Cause when life looks like easy street There is danger at the door Think this through with me, let me know your mind Oh oh all I want to know is are you kind It's a buck dancer's choice my friend You better take my advice You know all the rules by now And the fire from the ice Will you come with me, won't you come with me Oh oh all I want to know, will you come with me God damn I declare have you seen the like Their walls are built with cannon balls Their motto is don't tread on me Come hear Uncle John's band playing to the tide Come on along or go alone, He's come to take his children home It's the same story the crow told me It's the only one he knows Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait Oh oh all I want to know where does the time go I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb I've got me a violin and I beg you call the tune Any body's choice, I can hear your voice Oh oh all I want to know how does the song go Come hear Uncle John's band by the river side Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's band playing to the tide Come on along or go alone He's come to take his children home 1970 Ice Nine Publishing Co., Inc
After arriving in Canada, I indulged even less, only on the rare occasion that I happened to be near a South Asian neighborhood, where paan was almost always sold alongside pirated DVDs
Therefore, cigar smoke is simply savored in the mouth, and exhaled
Vodka has had quite a run
