A Pirate Looks At 40

Mother, mother ocean I've heard you call Wanted to sail upon your waters Since I was three feet tall You've seen it all You see it all I've watched the men who rode you Switched from sails to steam And in your belly you hold the treasures 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 And I've run my share of gra*s I've made enough money to buy Miami But I pissed it away so fast Never meant to last Never meant to last Well I have been drunk now for over two weeks I past and I've rallied and I sprung a few leaks But I've got to stop wishin' got to go fishin' I'm down to rock bottom again With just a few friends Just a few friends I go for younger women(Trouuubllee) Lived with several awhile But I've ran them away Hell, they come back some day And still can manage to smile Just takes a while It just takes a while Mother mother ocean After all these years I've found This occupational hazard be My occupations just not around Feels like I've drown Gonna get drunk up town Feels like I've drown When I get drunk up town