Jack Johnson - Pirate Look At 40 Lyrics
Mother, mother oceanI have heard you callWanted to sail upon your watersSince I was three feet tallCause you've seen it allYou've seen it allI watched the men who rode youThey switched from sails to steamAnd in your belly, you hold the treasuresFew have ever seenMost of them are dreamsMost of them are dreamsWell, yes I am a pirateA few hundred years to lateThe cannons don't thunderThere's nothing to plunderI'm an under forty victim of fateArriving too lateArriving too lateI've done a bit of smugglingWell, I've run my share of grassI've made enough money to buy MiamiBut I pissed it away so fastIt's never meant to lastIt's never meant to lastWell, I've been drunk now for over two weeksI've passed out and I've rallied and I've sprung a few leaksBut I've gotta stop wishin'I've gotta go fishin'Down to rock bottom againWith just a few friendsJust a few friendsWith just a few friendsJust a few friends