A Pirate Looks At 40 - Jimmy Buffett

Mother, mother ocean, I’ve 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 can hold the treasures

Few have ever seen

Most of them dream

Most of them dream

Yes, I am a pirate two hundred years too late

Cannons don’t thunder there’s nothin' to plunder

I’m an over forty victim of fate

Arriving too late, arriving too late

But I’ve done a bit of smugglin'

I’ve run my share of grass

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

Passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks

But I’ve got to stop wishin', got to go fishin'

I’m 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 them away, they come back one day

And still could manage a smile

It just takes awhile, just takes awhile

Mother, mother ocean, after all my years I’ve found

Occupational hazard be my occupations just not around

Feel like I’ve drowned but all were frowned

Feel like I’ve drowned