About the song
“It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere.” Just the title alone conjures images of sun-drenched afternoons, the clinking of glasses, and that sweet, sweet feeling of letting go. This 2003 hit, a delightful collaboration between country music stalwart **Alan Jackson** and the king of “trop rock” himself, **Jimmy Buffett**, is more than just a catchy tune; it’s an anthem for those of us who appreciate the simple joys in life.
Now, **Alan Jackson**, as we all know, is a master of traditional country. His deep, resonant voice and his knack for storytelling have given us countless classics. But here, he steps a little outside his usual territory, and the result is pure magic. And then there’s **Jimmy Buffett**, a man who has practically trademarked the art of relaxation. His laid-back style and his tales of island living are the perfect complement to Jackson’s more grounded approach.
“It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” isn’t just about knocking back a few drinks; it’s about that moment when the weight of the day lifts, and you allow yourself to unwind. It’s a celebration of taking a break, of finding that little slice of paradise, even if it’s just in your own backyard. The song’s easygoing melody and the playful banter between Jackson and Buffett create an atmosphere that’s both nostalgic and timeless. It reminds us that life’s too short to be taken too seriously all the time.
This song struck a chord with so many people because it speaks to a universal desire: the need to escape, if only for a little while. Whether you’re a seasoned professional looking to de-stress after a long week or simply someone who appreciates a well-crafted tune, “It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” offers a welcome respite. It’s a reminder that sometimes, the best moments are the ones where you can just kick back, relax, and say, “It’s five o’clock somewhere.” And with **Alan Jackson** and **Jimmy Buffett** as your guides, you know you’re in good company.
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Lyrics
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin’ slow
An’ so am I
Work day passes like molasses in wintertime
But it’s July
I’m gettin’ paid by the hour, an’ 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 an’ 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
An’ 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
Our Jamaican vacation’s gonna start right here
Hit the phones for me
You can tell ’em I just sailed away
An’ pour me somethin’ tall an’ 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, pour myself in a cab
An’ be back to work before two
At a moment like this, I can’t help but wonder
What would Jimmy Buffet do?
Funny you should ask, Alan… I’d say
Pour me somethin’ tall an’ strong
Make it a Hurricane before I go insane
It’s only half-past twelve but I don’t care
Pour me somethin’ tall an’ 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 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
Yessir
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
Bring the booze, I tell you
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
