Jimmy Buffet's a Pirate Turns 40

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call 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 who rode you switch from sail to steam In your belly you can hold the treasures few have ever seen Most of 'em dreams, most of 'em 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 But I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass 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, 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 "Nice to see all of our friends every year. Thank you friends." Now I go for younger women, lived with several awhile Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day And I still could manage a smile Sure takes a while, just takes a while Mother, mother ocean, after all my years I've found Occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around Feel like I've drowned, but I won't wear a frown Feel like I've drowned, I'm gonna go check out Peachtree Street somewhere downtown.

This song just makes me feel free.