Jimmy Buffett ~ A Pirate Looks At Forty Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall Youve seen it all, youve 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 dont thunder, theres nothin to plunder Im an over-forty victim of fate Arriving too late, arriving too late Ive done a bit of smugglin, Ive 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 I go for younger women, lived with several awhile Though I ran em away, theyd come back one day Still could manage to smile Just takes a while, just takes a while Mother, mother ocean, after all the years Ive found My occupational hazard being my occupations just not around I feel like Ive drowned, gonna head uptown
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 22:28:47 +0000
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