About The Song

In the realm of country music, there are few artists as iconic as Alan Jackson. With his signature baritone voice and heartfelt songwriting, Jackson has captivated audiences for decades, earning him a place among the genre’s most celebrated figures. Among his extensive discography, one song stands out as a quintessential country anthem: “It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere.”

Released in 2003 as a duet with fellow country legend Jimmy Buffett, “It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” quickly became a cultural phenomenon, topping the country charts and resonating deeply with listeners worldwide. The song’s enduring popularity stems from its ability to capture the universal sentiment of longing for the end of the workday and the carefree escape of happy hour.

“It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” paints a vivid picture of the working man’s plight, with lyrics that perfectly encapsulate the drudgery of the daily grind and the yearning for release. The opening lines, sung by Jackson, set the scene:

“The sun is hot, and that old clock is movin’ slow Hands of time just draggin’ on I’m countin’ seconds, watchin’ minutes go Feelin’ like I’m stuck in this nine to five zone”

These lyrics perfectly capture the feeling of being trapped in a monotonous routine, longing for the clock to strike five and signal the end of another workday. The song’s chorus, then sung as a duet between Jackson and Buffett, offers a beacon of hope and a reminder that somewhere in the world, it’s always time to unwind:

“It’s five o’clock somewhere So let’s raise a glass and drink it down It’s five o’clock somewhere Somewhere the sun is goin’ down”

The chorus’s repetition of the phrase “It’s five o’clock somewhere” becomes a mantra, a rallying cry for those weary of the workday and eager to embrace the joys of leisure. The song’s laid-back melody and easygoing tempo further enhance its escapist appeal, transporting listeners to a tropical paradise where worries melt away and the only concern is the next refreshing beverage.

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“It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” is more than just a catchy tune; it’s a celebration of the simple pleasures in life, a reminder to find joy in the midst of the everyday grind. It’s a song that speaks to the shared experience of workers worldwide, uniting them in their desire to escape the mundane and embrace the carefree spirit of happy hour. With its relatable lyrics, infectious melody, and timeless message, “It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” has secured its place as an enduring country anthem, destined to continue resonating with listeners for generations to come.

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Lyric

… The sun is hotAnd that old clock is movin’ slowAnd so am IWorkday passes like molasses in the wintertime, yeah, but it’s JulyGettin’ paid by the hour, and older by the minuteBoss just put me over a limitI’d love to call him somethin’But 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 12, but I don’t careIt’s five o’clock somewhereIt’s five o’clock in the urban stands, right?
… Well, this lunch breakIt’s gonna take all afternoon and half the nightTomorrow I know that there will be hell to payHey, 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 meYou can tell ’em I just sailed away
… Pour me somethin’ tall and strongMake it a hurricane before I go insaneIt’s only half past 12, but I don’t careHello cowgirlIt’s five o’clock somewhere
… I could pay off my tabPour myself in a cabAnd be back to work before twoAt a moment like this, you can’t help but wonderWhat would Jimmy Buffett do?I’d go to Wrigley and buy you all a drink
… Pour me somethin’ tall and strongMake it a hurricane before I go insaneIt’s only half past 12, but I don’t careMitchell the cubby bearPour me somethin’ tall and strongMake it a hurricane before I go insane (here we go to sweater)It’s only half past 12, but I don’t careThe wonder barOh, I don’t careIt’s five o’clock somewhere
… I guess we get it all spars picked out
… Thank you, Alan JacksonThis is, this is too muchThat’s all I got to sayFor all of you ladies and gentlemenWho wore your grass skirt to this event this eveningThis song is for youWe’re going to the south pacific for a few minutes