Jimmy Buffett - Son Of A Son Of A Sailor Lyrics
Son of a son of a sailorBy: jimmy buffett1978As the son of a son of a sailorI went out on the sea for adventureExpanding the view of the captain and crewLike a man just released from indentureAs a dreamer of dreams and a travelin manI have chalked up many a mileRead dozens of books about heroes and crooksAnd I learned much from both of their stylesChorus:Son of a son, son of a sonSon of a son of a sailorSon of a gun, load the last tonOne step ahead of the jailerNow away in the near futureSoutheast of disorderYou can shake the hand of the mango manAs he greats you at the borderAnd the lady she hails from trinidadIsland of the spicesSalt for your meat, and cinnamon sweetAnd the rum is for all your good vicesHaul the sheet in as we ride on the windThat our forefathers harnessed before usHear the bells ring as the tight rigging singsIts a son of a gun of a chorusWhere it all ends I cant fathom my friendsIf I knew I might toss out my anchorSo I cruise along always searchin for songsNot a lawyer a thief or a bankerBut a son of a son, son of a sonSon of a son of a sailorSon of a gun, load the last tonOne step ahead of the jailerIm just a son of a son, son of a sonSon of a son of a sailorThe seas in my veins, my tradition remainsIm just glad I dont live in a trailer- notes:Background vocals: steve goodman