| Song | A Pirate Looks At Forty |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | You Had to Be There |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Jimmy Buffett Music: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 | |
| 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', 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 stop wishin', got to go fishin' | |
| Down to rock bottom again | |
| Just a few friends, just a few friends | |
| (instrumental) | |
| I go for younger women, lived with several awhile | |
| 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 | |
| Coda: | |
| I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown |
| Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: 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 | |
| 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 overforty victim of fate | |
| Arriving too late, arriving too late | |
| I' ve done a bit of smugglin', 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 stop wishin', got to go fishin' | |
| Down to rock bottom again | |
| Just a few friends, just a few friends | |
| instrumental | |
| I go for younger women, lived with several awhile | |
| 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 | |
| Coda: | |
| I feel like I' ve drowned, gonna head uptown |
| Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: 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 | |
| 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 overforty victim of fate | |
| Arriving too late, arriving too late | |
| I' ve done a bit of smugglin', 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 stop wishin', got to go fishin' | |
| Down to rock bottom again | |
| Just a few friends, just a few friends | |
| instrumental | |
| I go for younger women, lived with several awhile | |
| 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 | |
| Coda: | |
| I feel like I' ve drowned, gonna head uptown |