Jimmy Buffett: "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 sail to steam
in your belly you hold more treasures
than few have ever seen
most of them dreams
most of them dreams

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
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,
passed out and i rallied
and i sprung a few leaks
but i've got to stop wishing
got to go fishing
i'm down to rock bottom again
just a few friends
just a few friends

now i go for younger women
lived with several awhile
though i ran them away
they'd come back one day
and still could manage a smile
it just takes a while
it just takes a while

mother, mother ocean
after all these years i have found
my occupational hazard being
my occupation's just not around
feel like i've drowned
gonna head uptown
feel like i've drowned
gonna head uptown