Sing while Grocery Shopping

Mom and I used to sing a particular Jimmy Buffett song while grocery shopping. We even refer to it as “The Grocery Store Song” now. Why this song? As far as I can tell, it was triggered by the “papayas and mangoes” line.

Lone Palm
My garden is filled with papayas and mangoes
My life is a mixture of reggaes and tangos
Taste for the good life
I can’t live it no other way
While out on the beach there are two empty chairs
That say more than the people who ever sit there
From under my lone palm
I can look out on the day

Where no bird flies by my window
No ship is tied to my tree
Love is a wave building to a crescendo
Ride if you will, ride it with me

I knew this girl made of memories and phrases
Who lived her whole life in both chapters and stages
Danced ‘til the dawn
Wished all her worries away
Well she wasn’t crazy, no she wasn’t mad
She just wanted the father that she never had
From under my lone palm
I think about her today

Where no bird flies by my window
No ship is tied to my tree
Love is a wave building to a crescendo
Ride if you will, ride it with me

We sailed from the port of indecision
Young and wild with oh so much to learn
Days turned into years
As we tried to fool our fears
But to the port of indecision I returned

My gardens are filled with papayas and mangoes
My life is a mixture of jingles and jangles
Come Christmas winds
Blow all my worries away

Where no bird flies by my window
No ship is tied to my tree
Love is a wave building to a crescendo
Ride if you will, ride it with me

Sing if you will, sing to the sea
(No bird flies by my window)
(No ship is tied to my tree)

Because people care so much about what they look like and what they say these days, that we sometimes forget who we are. My grandmother, Rere, told me that if we don’t use our talents, we’ll lose them, so what better way than to share my talent of singing, while standing next to some locals shopping for poultry? lol