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Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late And I have been drunk now for over two weeks I go for younger women, lived with several a while Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found Lyrics for A Pirate Looks at Forty by 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. In your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen. Most of them dream. Most of them dream. 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. I 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. I passed out and I've rallied and I sprung a few leaks but I got to stop wishing, got to go fishing down the Rock Bottom again. Just afew friends. Just a few friends. I go for younger women, lived with several a while. Though I ran them 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 be my occupation′s just not around. I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown. I feel like I′ve drown, gonna head up town. Writer(s): Jimmy Buffett Mother, mother ocean [Thanks to draak13 for correcting these lyrics]  Jimmy BuffettBecome A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!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 them dream, most of them dream 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 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 wishing, got to go fishing, down to rock bottom again Just a few friends, just a few friends I go for younger women, lived with several a while Though I ran them 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 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great SingerWritten by: Jimmy Buffett Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind CitationUse the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:Missing lyrics by Jimmy Buffett?Know any other songs by Jimmy Buffett? Don't keep it to yourself!Watch the song videoA Pirate Looks at Fortymore tracks from the albumBoats, Beaches, Bars & Ballads
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