Lyrics: A Pirate Looks At Forty
Jimmy Buffett

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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.
Watch the men who rode you,
switch from sails to steam.
And in your belly you hold the treasures
that few have ever seen.
Most of them dreams,
most of them dreams.
Yes, I am a pirate,
two hundred years too late.
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothing to plunder,
I'm an over forty victim of fate.
Arriving too late,
arriving too late.
I've done a bit of smuggling,
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.
I have been drunk now for over two weeks,
I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks.
But I've got to stop wishing,
Got to go fishing,
down to rock bottom again.
Just a few friends,
just a few friends.
I go for younger women,
lived with several a while.
Though I ran them away,
they'll come back one day,
and still managed to smile.
It just takes a while,
just takes a while.
Mother, mother ocean,
after all these years I've found,
my occupational hazzard being,
my occupation's just not around.
I feel like I've drowned,
gonna head uptown.
I feel like I've drowned,
gonna head uptown.

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