Lyrics A Pirate Looks at Forty - Jimmy Buffett

Mother, mother Ocean, I have 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.
Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam.
In your belly you 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.
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 smuggling.
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've rallied and I sprung a few leaks but I got to stop wishing, got to go fishing down the Rock Bottom again.
Just afew friends.
Just a few friends.
I go for younger women, lived with several a while.
Though I ran them away they′d come back one day, still could manage to smile.
Just takes a while.
Just takes a while.
Mother, mother Ocean, after all the years I've found my occupational hazard be my occupation′s just not around.
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown.
I feel like I′ve drown, gonna head up town.