A                                        D
        He went to Paris lookin' for answers to questions
              E7           A
        That bothered him so

        He was impressive,young and agressive
         D                      E7
        Savin' the world on his own
         D                    A
        Warm summer breezes,French wine and cheeses
         D                  E7
        Put his ambition at bay
             A
        The summers and winters scattered like splinters
             D            E7             A
        And four or five years slipped away


Verse 2:
         A                                       D
        He went to England,played the piano,and married
            E7            A
        An actress named Kim

        They had a good life,she was a good wife
             D                          E7
        And bore him a young son named Jim
         D                     A
        All of the answers and all of the questions
            D                       E7
        He locked in his attic one day
                   A
        'Cause he liked the quiet clean country livin'
              D          E7             A
        And twenty more years slipped away


Verse 3:
         A                                           D
        War took his baby,Bombs killed his lady and left him
             E7        A
        With only one eye

        His body was battered,his whole world was shattered
         D                        E7
        All he could do was just cry
                   D                A
        While the tears were fallin' he was recallin'
            D                   E7
        Answers that he never found
               A
        So he hopped in a freighter,skidded the ocean
             D            E7         A
        And left England without a sound


Verse 4:
         A                                                  D
        Now he lives in the islands,fishes the pilin' and drinks
              E7              A
        His Green label each day

        Writing his memoirs,losin' his hearin'
                D                           E7
        But he don't care what most people say
               D                   A
        After eighty-six years of perpetual motion
               D                         E7
        If he likes you he'll smile and say
                A
        "Jimmy,some of it's magic,probably tragic,
               D          E7           A
        But i had a good life all the way"

            A                                     D
        He went to Paris lookin' for answers to questions
              E7           A
        That bothered him so