A Pirate Looks at Forty (Live)

"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.