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| Mother, mother ocean |
| I have heard you call |
| C | D | |
| I wanted to sail upon your waters |
| Am7 | G | |
| since | I was three feet tall |
| Am | D | |
| You've seen it a | ll |
| Am7 | G | |
| You've seen it | all |
| I watched the men who rode you |
| Switch from sails to steam |
| And in your belly you hold the treasure |
| That few have ever seen |
| Most of them dreams |
| Most of them dreams |
| Yes, I am a pirate |
| Two hundred years too late |
| The cannons don't thunder |
| There's nothin' to plunder |
| I'm an over 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 |
| Never meant to last |
| Never meant to last |
| I have been drunk now |
| For over two weeks, |
| I passed out and I rallied |
| And I sprung a few leaks, |
| But I've got stop wishin' |
| Got to go fishin' |
| I'm down to rock bottom again |
| Just a few friends |
| Just a few friends |
| I go for younger women |
| Lived with several awhile |
| And though I ran away |
| They'll come back one day |
| And I still can manage a smile |
| It just takes a while |
| Just takes a while |
| Mother, mother ocean |
| After all these years I've found |
| My occupational hazard being |
| My occupation's just not around |
| I feel like I've drowned |
| Gonna head uptown |