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A Pirate Looks at Forty (iTunes Originals Version)
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Ca sĩ: Jack Johnson
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Mother, mother ocean, well 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 switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasures that few have ever seen
Most of 'em dreams, most of 'em dreams
 
Yes I am a pirate, a few hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothing to plunder
I'm an under-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
 
I've done a bit of smuggling, I've run my share of weed
And I've made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
It's never meant to last, it's never meant to last
 
And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I've passed out and I've rallied and I've sprung a few leaks
But I got stop wishing, got to go fishing
Down to rock bottom again
With just a few friends, just a few friends
With just a few friends, just a few friends