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A Pirate Looks at Forty – Jack Johnson
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
cause you’ve seen it all, you’ve seen it all
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 ’em are dreams, most of ’em are dreams
Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannons don’t thunder, there’s nothin’ to plunder
I’m an under-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
I’ve done a bit of smugglin’, I’ve run my share of grass
I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
it’s 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 wishin’, got to go fishin’
Down to rock bottom again
With just a few friends, just a few friends
With just a few friends, just a few friends
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A Pirate Looks at Forty – Jack Johnson
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
cause you’ve seen it all, you’ve seen it all
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 ’em are dreams, most of ’em are dreams
Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannons don’t thunder, there’s nothin’ to plunder
I’m an under-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
I’ve done a bit of smugglin’, I’ve run my share of grass
I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
it’s 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 wishin’, got to go fishin’
Down to rock bottom again
With just a few friends, just a few friends
With just a few friends, just a few friends
view 1,627 times
popular Jack Johnson’s lyrics
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