Treat Her Like A Lady

by Jimmy Buffett and Dave Loggins

from the album Volcano

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Lyrics

Some of us sailors call her home
She’s big and she’s strong and she’s mighty
Some of us sailors call her our own
Guess that’s the reason why I treat her like a lady
Treat her like a lady, just treat her like a lady

Now I don’t like the sound of the ground movin’ round
Or winds spinnin’ out of control
California earthquakes only seem to make me
shake, rattle and roll

I’ve been too long on the mainland
Hotels, rental cars and phones
Time to cast them aside, catch the very next tide
And go back where belong

Some of sailors call her home
She’s big and she’s strong and she’s mighty
Some of us sailors call her our own
Guess that’s the reason why I treat her like a lady
Treat her like a lady

Great whales travel the rhomb lines
Dodging those deadly harpoons
Spawning their young as their ancestors done
In the depths of her hidden lagoons

There are times I find myself with them
And times I feel as they do
We’re on a similar course it’s just a different source
But I’m in danger of extinction too

Some of us sailors call her home
She big and she’s strong and she’s mighty
Some of us sailors call her our own
Guess that’s the reason why I treat her like a lady
Treat her like a lady
Treat her like a lady
Treat her like a lady
And miss her when I’m gone

Jimmy’s Note:

This was written for the whales-animals in danger of extinction the way I thought I was at the time. Music changed on us almost overnight, and the singer/songwriter breed who populated the music scene of the seventies seemed to be headed for the proverbial “elephant burial ground.” James Taylor added his distinctive voice to this track and made the lines I cherished come alive. As it turned out, a lot of us old elephants are still alive and kicking and happy to be here. Good songs tell stories, and good stories seem to last longer than video tapes. Thank God.