A Pirate Looks At Forty

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
 And in your belly, you hold the treasures few have ever seen
 Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
 Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
 The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
 I'm an over-forty victim of fate
 Arriving too late, arriving too late
 I've done a bit of smugglin', and 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
 And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
 I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
 But I got to stop wishin', got to go fishin'
 Down to rock bottom again
 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 'em 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 being my occupation's just not around
 I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
 I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown