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The Hang-Out Gang

This song is by Jimmy Buffett and appears on the album High Cumberland Jubilee (1971) and on the compilation Before The Beach (1993).

The tour bus passed here yesterday
Exciting all the fools who pay
To see the naked lady in our yard
The hang-out gang is back in town
Rumor has it going 'round they brought back
Four new groupies and a St. Bernard
We're peaceful and abiding cats
Some call Gypsies, some call brats
But bare feet don't tear streets up like their bus

All we was doing' was a hangin'
And little Koochie was sangin'
Mama I'm guilty of a hangin' out
I know it's a shabby old building
But after all ain't we God's children
And Lord it's a good place for hangin' out

The fast approachin' local heat
Was poundin' out the southwest beat
When they came upon Koochie in our yard
She smiled, "Sir, I meant no harm just a little suntan on my arm"
They wound up takin' in our St. Bernard
It didn't have a tag y'all

All we was doing' was a hangin'
And little Koochie was sangin'
Mama I'm guilty of a hangin' out
I know it's a shabby old building
But after all ain't we God's children
And Lord it's a good place for hangin' out

Now you hang with me and I'll hang with you
And we'll hang out 'til we both turn blue
Mama, I'm guilty of a hangin' out

All we was doing' was a hangin'
And little Koochie kept sangin'
Mama, I'm guilty of a hangin' out
I know it's a shabby old building
But after all ain't we God's children
And Lord it's a good place for hangin' out

All we was doin' was a hangin'
And little Koochie kept sangin'
Mama, I'm guilty of a hangin' out

Yeah, they moved up there about a month ago
Fixed up that little cabin on the ridge

They really them long hairs?

Well, Homer seen 'em, Homer seen how long it was

Still reckon I seen it, they a bunch of weirdos
One of them had a little instrument looked like a mandolin

Why Lord, they might freeze to death up there this winter

Well, Homer, turn that radio down

Written by:

Jimmy Buffett; Buzz Cason

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