Lyrics
Well, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'ma gonna go
When the volcano blow
Let me hear ya, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'ma gonna go
When the volcano blow
Well, the ground she's movin' under me
You got your tidal waves out on the sea
Sulfur smoke up in the sky
Pretty soon we learn to fly
But I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'ma gonna go
When the volcano blow
Now my girl quickly said to me
She said, "James, you better watch your feet"
That lava come down soft and hot
You better lava me now or lava me not (quick, Dean)
But I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'ma gonna go
When the volcano blow (Mr. Utley)
Well, there's no time to count what I'm worth
And Harry Truman done left the planet Earth
But where I go, I hope there's rum
Not to worry, monsoon come
But I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'ma gonna go
When the volcano blow
But I don't want to land in New York City
Don't want to land in Mexico (no, no, no)
I don't want to land on no Three Mile Island
I don't want to see my skin aglow (no, no, no)
I don't want to land in Camanche Skypark
Or in Nashville, Tennessee (no, no, no)
I don't want to land in no San Juan airport
Or the Yukon Territory (no, no, no)
I don't want to land in no San Diego
Don't want to land on no Buzzards Bay (no, no, no)
Don't want to land on no Ayatollah
I got that, no more to say
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow
Just a one more, I don't know (he don't know)
I don't know (I really don't know)
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow
I don't know (you're listening to MCA recording artist)
(Jimmy Buffett and the Coral Reefer Band)
(Streaming live, brought to you by Buick and Stroh's Beer)
Alright
Thank you
Since it is the Fourth of July, I have a
Sorta special message for the Ayatollah Khomeini
Alright, I wanted that to be heard all over America
Alright
This is an old song that, ah, goes back, I hate to say, ten years
That makes me eighteen
Me and Wayne Newton