Songtexte A Pirate Looks At Forty (Live) - Jack Johnson , Tim Reynolds , Dave Matthews

Mother, mother ocean
Well, I've heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters
Since I was three feet tall
'Cause you've seen it all
You've seen it all

Oh, watch the men who rode you
Switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasures
A few have ever seen
Most of them dreams
Most of them dreams

Yes, I am a pirate a few hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder there's nothing to plunder
I'm an under forty victim of fate
Arriving too late
Arriving too late

I've done a bit of smuggling
I've run my share of weed
And I made enough money to buy Miami
But I pissed it away so fast
Never meant to last
It's never meant to last

Well, I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I've passed out and I've rallied and I've sprung a few leaks
I've got to stop wishing, I've got to go fishing
I'm down to rock bottom again
Just a few friends
Just a few friends
Just a few friends
Just a few friends