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05-Mar-98 - 12:06 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: A Pirate Looks at Forty (Jimmy Buffett)
Subject: Lyr Add: A PIRATE LOOKS AT FORTY (Jimmy Buffett)
A PIRATE LOOKS AT FORTY
(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.

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.
I feel like I’ve drowned. Gonna head uptown.

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