A Pirate Looks At Forty |
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A Pirate Looks At Forty Lyrics |
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 By: Jimmy Buffett 1974 Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall You`ve seen it all, you`ve seen it all Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen Most of `em dream, most of `em dream Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late The cannons don`t thunder, there`s nothin` to plunder I`m an over-forty victim of fate Arriving too late, arriving too late I`ve done a bit of smugglin`, I`ve run my share of grass I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast Never meant to last, never meant to last And I have been drunk now for over two weeks I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks But I got stop wishin`, got to go fishin` Down to rock bottom again Just a few friends, just a few friends (instrumental) I go for younger women, lived with several awhile Though I ran `em away, they`d come back one day Still could manage to smile Just takes a while, just takes a while Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I`ve found My occupational hazard being my occupation`s just not around I feel like I`ve drowned, gonna head uptown Coda: I feel like I`ve drowned, gonna head uptown |
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