Jimmy Buffett - A pirate looks at forty
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Tuning: G C E A
Title: PIRATE LOOK AT FORTY (Jimmy Buffet)
GMother mother ocean, I have heard you call
CWanted to sail upon your water since I was Bm7three Am7feet Gtall
GYou Am7seen Bm7it Am7all, Bm7you seen it Gall
GWatched the men who rode you, switch from sail to steam
And Cin your belly you hold the treasures, few Bm7have Am7ever Gseen
GMost Am7of Bm7them Am7dream, Bm7most of them Gdream
GYes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The Ccannons don't thunder there's nothin' to plunder
CI'm an over forty Bm7victim Am7of Gfate
GArriAm7ving Bm7to Am7late, Bm7arriving to Glate
GI done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
I Cmade enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it Bm7away Am7so Gfast
GNever Am7meantBm7 to Am7last, Bm7never meant to Glast
GI have been drunk now for over two weeks, I passed out and
I rallied and I smoked a few reefs
CBut I gotta stop wishin' I got to go fishin', down toBm7 Rock Am7BottGom again
GJustAm7 a Bm7few Am7friends, Bm7just a few Gfriends
LEAD
GI go for younger women, lived with several a while
Though I Cran 'em away they come back one day, still could Bm7manageAm7 a sGmile
GJust Am7takesBm7 a wAm7hile, Bm7just takes a Gwhile
GMother mother ocean, after all these years I've found
COccupational hazzard beats an occupation Bm7just Am7not Garound
GFeel Am7likeBm7 I Am7drowned, Bm7gonna head up Gtown
GFeel Am7likeBm7 I Am7drowned, Bm7gonna head up Gtown