It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere (with Jimmy Buffett): A Country Anthem for the Weary Worker
In the vast landscape of country music, Alan Jackson stands as a pillar of authenticity. His rich baritone voice and relatable lyrics have resonated with audiences for decades. Among his impressive collection of hits, “It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere (with Jimmy Buffett)” holds a unique position, becoming a tongue-in-cheek anthem for the weary worker yearning for liberation from the daily grind.
Background
Released in 2003, the song marked a creative collaboration between Jackson and Jimmy Buffett, the king of “island escapism” music.
The song’s arrangement masterfully blends the two artists’ styles. The driving country rhythm section provides a solid foundation, while Buffett’s signature steel drums and laid-back guitar riffs add a touch of island paradise.
“It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” transcended its chart success to become a cultural phenomenon. The song resonated with working people across the country, offering a humorous escape from the daily grind. It became a staple at bars and social gatherings, a shared anthem for anyone who ever dreamed of clocking out and heading for a metaphorical “Margaritaville.”
Beyond its lighthearted appeal, the song also offers a subtle critique of the monotonous work culture. It taps into the human desire for freedom and the pursuit of a life beyond the limitations of the office cubicle.
“It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” remains a beloved country classic, a testament to the power of collaboration and the enduring appeal of a relatable story set to catchy music. It continues to be a source of amusement and a reminder to celebrate life’s simple pleasures.
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Lyrics
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… The sun is hot and that old clock is movin’ slow and so am IWorkday passes like molasses in wintertime, but it’s JulyI’m gettin’ paid by the hour, and older by the minuteMy boss just pushed me over the limitI’d like to call him somethin’, I think I’ll just call it a day… Pour me somethin’ tall and strongMake it a Hurricane before I go insaneIt’s only half past twelve, but I don’t careIt’s five o’clock somewhere… Well this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon and half the nightTomorrow morning I know there’ll be hell to pay, hey, but that’s all rightI ain’t had a day off now in over a yearMy Jamaican vacation’s gonna start right hereIf the phone’s for me, you can tell ’em I just sailed away… And pour me somethin’ tall and strongMake it a Hurricane before I go insaneIt’s only half past twelve, but I don’t careIt’s five o’clock somewhere