"A Pirate Looks At Forty"
Words & Music by Jimmy Buffet
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call,
And I've wanted to sail upon your waters
since I was three foot tall.
You've seen it all, you've seen it all.
I've watched the men who rode you,
Switched from sails to steam.
And in your belly you hold a treasure
that few have ever seen, most of them dreams,
Most of them dreams.
And yes, I am a pirate two hundred years too late.
With no 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.
[Instrumental]
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 wishin',
I've got to go fishin', 'cause I've hit rock bottom again.
Just a few friends, just a few friends.
I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
Well I ran'em away, they'll come back one day.
But I can still manage a smile
It just takes awhile, just takes awhile.
Mother, mother ocean, after all these 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.