Introduction:
Buffett, of course, is a legend in the realm of country rock (though some might argue he’s carved out his own niche, sometimes referred to as “Gulf and Western” or “Parrot Head” music). His sound is synonymous with sunshine, margaritas, and a carefree island existence. His signature laid-back vocals and penchant for storytelling with a nautical twist have earned him a fiercely loyal fanbase. “It’s Five O’ Clock Somewhere” perfectly encapsulates this spirit, with its breezy melody and lyrics that celebrate the joy of kicking back with a cold drink, regardless of the actual time.
Alan Jackson, on the other hand, is a titan of traditional country music. Known for his smooth baritone and poignant songwriting that often explores themes of love, loss, and small-town life, Jackson represents a more heartland-focused side of the genre. This collaboration, then, bridges a fascinating gap between two seemingly disparate musical worlds.
The magic of this live performance lies in the way these two iconic artists seamlessly blend their styles. Buffett’s signature nonchalance is perfectly complemented by Jackson’s grounded vocals. Imagine a tropical paradise soundtracked by a steel guitar and a banjo, with a touch of down-home charm thrown in for good measure. It’s a testament to the universality of the song’s message – that the desire to unwind and celebrate life’s simple pleasures transcends musical boundaries.
This live performance, filmed in Indianapolis in 2003, was actually used for the official music video of “It’s Five O’ Clock Somewhere.” It captures the energy and camaraderie between the two artists, making you feel like you’re right there on stage with them, swaying along to the music and raising a glass to the idea that somewhere, it truly is always cocktail hour. So, put on your flip-flops, grab a frosty beverage, and get ready to experience the infectious joy of “It’s Five O’ Clock Somewhere” – live and in living color, with a dash of country charm courtesy of Mr. Alan Jackson.
Video:
Lyrics:
“It’s Five O’ Clock Somewhere”
And so am I.
Work day passes like molasses in wintertime,
But it’s July.
I’m gettin’ paid by the hour, and 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 and 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,
And 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.
My Jamaican vacation’s gonna start right here.
If the phone’s for me,
You can tell ’em I just sailed away.
And pour me somethin’ tall and 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,
put myself in a cab,
And be back to work before two.
At a moment like this I can’t help but wonder,
What would Jimmy Buffett do?
Funny you should ask, Alan. I’d say,
Pour me somethin’ tall and strong,
Make it a “Hurricane” before I go insane.
It’s only half-past twelve but I don’t care.
Pour me somethin’ tall and 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 I 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?
Yes sir.
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.
Between the buoys, I got it.
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.