A Pirate Looks at Forty

	  		 
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Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call   
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I've wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall   
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You've seen it all,   
               G  
you've seen it all   
  
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I've watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam   
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And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen 
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Most of 'em dreams, most of 'em dreams   
 
G 
Yes I am a pirate, a few hundred years too late   
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The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder   
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I'm an under-forty victim of fate   
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Arriving too late, arriving too late   
 
G 
I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass 
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I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast 
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Never meant to last, never meant to last   
 
G 
And I have been drunk now for over two weeks 
I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks   
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But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'   
			G 
Down to rock bottom again 
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with just a few friends, with just a few friends