It's Five O'Clock Somewhere by Alan Jackson and Jimmy Buffet

I've heard this song for awhile but just recently started to actually listen to it as I have only recently (last 5 years or so) gotten into Country music.

The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow,

And so am I.

Work day passes like molasses in wintertime,

But it's July.

I'm gettin' paid by the hour, and older by the minute.

My boss just pushed me over the limit.

I'd like to call him somethin',

I think I'll just call it a day.

Pour me somethin' tall and strong,

Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane.

It's only half-past twelve but I don't care.

It's five o'clock somewhere.

Oh, this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon,

And half the night.

Tomorrow mornin', I know there'll be hell to pay,

Hey, but that's all right.

I ain't had a day off now in over a year.

My Jamaican vacation's gonna start right here.

If the phone's for me,

You can tell 'em I just sailed away.

And pour me somethin' tall and strong,

Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane.

It's only half-past twelve but I don't care.

It's five o'clock somewhere.

I could pay off my tab,

put myself in a cab,

And be back to work before two.

At a moment like this I can't help but wonder,

What would Jimmy Buffett do?

Funny you should ask, Alan. I'd say,

Pour me somethin' tall and strong,

Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane.

It's only half-past twelve but I don't care.

Pour me somethin' tall and strong,

Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane.

It's only half-past twelve but I don't care.

He don't care.

I don't care.

It's five o'clock somewhere.

What time zone am I on? What country am I in?

It doesn't matter, it's five o'clock somewhere.

It's always on five in Margaritaville, come to think of it.

Yeah, I heard that.

You been there, haven't you?

Yes sir.

I seen your boat there.

I've been to Margaritaville a few times.

All right, that's good.

Stumbled all the way back.

OK. Just wanna make sure you can keep it between the navigational beacons.

Between the buoys, I got it.

All right. Well, it's five o'clock. Let's go somewhere.

I'm ready, crank it up.

Let's get out of here.

I'm gone.

• This is the 501st song on this blog.
• This is the 1st song by Alan Jackson and Jimmy Buffet on this blog and they are the 329th and 330th different artist to appear on this blog.
• This is the 7th song released in 2003 on this blog.
• This is the 67th song listed in the Country genre on this blog.