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Sarah Jarosz covers Jimmy Buffett

Sarah Jarosz covers Jimmy Buffett's "He Went to Paris" @sarahjarosz with Seth Taylor, guitar; Jeff Picker, bass https://www.sarahjarosz.com/ https://open.spotify.com/artist/6nFBo... Recorded September 19, 2023 at The Studios Nashville during @americanafest Don't miss a lick—subscribe! New artists weekly. Go behind the scenes and catch sneak previews: https://bit.ly/SaltLickSessionsIG. https://bit.ly/SaltLickSessionsTikTok Salt Lick Sessions are part of the Salt Lick Incubator, a nonprofit artist development organization supporting musicians in their creative journeys. To learn more, donate, sign up for eNews, apply for an artist grant, or apply to appear on a future session, please visit https://www.saltlickincubator.org. Producers: Sarah Jarosz, Roger Brown, Beane, Liza Levy, Jennifer Roe Recording Engineer: Brook Sutton Mixing engineer: Will Tyson Videographer: Joseph A. Spence 2nd Camera Operator: Adam Jones Video editor: Adam Jones LYRICS (He Went to Paris) He went to Paris Looking for answers To questions that bothered him so He was impressive Young and aggressive Savin' the world on his own But the warm summer breezes The French wines and cheeses Put his ambition at bay His summers and winters Scattered like splinters And four to five years slipped away Then he went to England Played the piano And married an actress named Kim They had a fine life She was a good wife And bore him a young son named Jim And all of the answers To all the questions Locked in his attic one day 'Cause he liked the quiet Clean country living And twenty more years slipped away Well, the war took his baby Bombs killed his lady And left him with only one eye His body was battered His whole world was shattered And all he could do was just cry While the tears were a-fallin' He was recalling Answers he never found So he hopped on a freighter Skidded the ocean And left England without a sound Now he lives in the islands Fishes the pilings And drinks his green label each day Writing his memoirs Losing his hearing But he don't care what most people say "Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion" If he likes you, he'll smile and he'll say "Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic But I had a good life all of the way" And he went to Paris Looking for answers to questions That bothered him so