A Pirate Looks At Forty - Marley's Ghost

Let De Groove Rise Up

A Pirate Looks At Forty

(Buffet/Duchess Music)

Mother, Mother ocean, I have heard you call.

And I 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 that rode you switch from sail to steam

and in your belly you hold a treasure that few have ever seen.

Most of them dreams.

most of them dreams.

Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late.

But the cannon don’t thunder, there’s nothing to plunder,

I’m an over-forty victim of fate.

Arriving too late…

arriving too late.

Well, I go for younger women, I lived with several a while.

And though I ran 'em away they all come back one day

We still have managed to smile.

It just takes a while…

just takes a while.

And I’ve done a bit of smuggling, I’ve run my share of grass.

And though I made enough money to buy Miami,

I pissed it away so fast.

It was never meant to last…

never meant to last.

Well, I have been drunk now for over two weeks.

I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks.

But I gotta quit wishin', I gotta go fishin',

I’m down to rock bottom again

with just a few friends…

just a few old friends.

Mother, Mother Ocean, after all the years I’ve found

the occupational hazard being, the occupation’s just not around.

I feel I could drown.

Goin' to head uptown.

I feel like I’ve drowned.