A Pirate Looks At Forty

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call,

I 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 a treasure 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 smuglin 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 gotta stop wishin’ gotta go fishin’ down to rock

bottom again

With just a few friends just a few friends

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I go for younger women lived with several a while

Though I ran them away they’ll come back one day

and still can manage a smile

It just takes a while just takes a while

Pirate Looks At Forty

Mother mother ocean after all the years I’ve found

My occupational hazard being my occupations just not a round

I feel like I’ve drowned gonna head up town

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