Jack Johnson "Pirate Looks at 40" |
Mother, mother ocean I have heard you call I've wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall 'Cause you've seen it all You've seen it all... I've watched the men who've rode you They switched from sails to steam And in your belly you hold the treasures Few have only seen Most of them were dreams... Most of them were dreams... Well, yes, I am a pirate A few hundred years too late The cannons don't thunder There's nothing to plunder I'm an under 40 victim of fate Arriving too late... Arriving too late... I've done a bit of smuggling, Well, I've run my share of grass, I've made enough money to buy Miami But I pissed it away so fast It's never meant to last... It's never meant to last... Well I have been drunk, now, for over two weeks, I've passed out and I've rallied and I've sprung a few leaks But, I've gotta stop wishing I've gotta go fishing Down to rock bottom again With just a few friends... With just a few friends... With just a few friends... With just a few friends... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |