Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes Chords by Jimmy Buffett

[Start]

[Intro]
G D A D G D
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A G D
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[Verse]
                 G                          A                        D   
I took off for a weekend last month just to try and recall the whole year
                     G                 A                        D          
All of the faces and all of the places wonderin' where they all disappeared
Bm       F#m                            G                             A   
I didn't ponder the question too long I was hungry and went out for a bite
G                      D                    A                     D    
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum and we wound up drinkin' all night
           G          D                             
It's those changes in latitudes changes in attitudes
A                         D   
Nothing remains quite the same
G                           D                 
With all of our running and all of our cunning
A                             G      D     
If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane
                        G                   A                             D   
Reading departure signs in some big airport reminds me of the places I've been
                           G                              A                  D    
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure makes me want to go back again
      Bm             F#m              G                     A   
If it suddenly ended tomorrow I could somehow adjust to the fall


[Chorus]
G                         D                  A                    D     
Good times and riches and sonofabitches I've seen more than I can recall
G                          D                   
These changes in latitudes changes in attitudes
A                         D   
Nothing remains quite the same
G                              D                   
Through all of the islands and all of the highlands
A                                    D     
If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane


[Inst]
G D A7 D
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[Verse]
                         G                      A                      D    
I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine I wish I could jump on a plane
                      G                        A                  D    
So many nights I just dream of the ocean god I wish I was sailin' again


[Chorus]
Bm                     F#m         G                         A   
Oh yesterday's over my shoulder so I can't look back for too long
             G                       D                    A                         D    
There's just too much to see waiting in front of me and I know that I just can't go wrong
           G                    D                   
With these changes in latitudes changes in attitudes
A                         D   
Nothing remains quite the same
G                          D                
With all of my running and all of my cunning
A                          G        D     
If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane
A                            G        D     
If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane
   A                    G        A  G      D A7 D
If we weren't all crazy we would go insane ■ ■  ■


[Outro]