A Pirate Looks At Forty Cifras

Jimmy's story - The real pirate’s name was Phillip Clark. He was one of the most unforgettable characters
 I met when I first lived in Key West, back in the days before it turned into a boutique.
 When I finished the song, I knew I had done him justice, and it is a fitting eulogy to
 an old friend. He died a few years ago under an alias, washed up on a beach near San
 Francisco. They flew his body back to Key West where some of his ashes were scattered at
 sea, and some still sit above the cash register in the Full Moon Saloon.
 
 
[Intro]
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Am7(open), Bm7(open), G     X X 12 X 12 X (pentatonic)
 
G                                             C
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call, wanted to sail upon your waters
      C          C/B  Am7 G               Am7 Bm7 Am7                  G   C/G  G
since I was three feet tall. You've seen it all,         you've seen it all.
G                                                              C
Watched the men who rode you, switch from sails to steam. And in your belly
                            C/B  Am7 G                   Am7 Bm7 Am7
hold the treasures, few have ever seen. Most of them dreams,
                G   C/G  G
most of them dreams.
 
G                                                    C
Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late. The cannons dont thunder,
                                              C/B  Am7 G
theres nothing to plunder, I’m an over forty victim of fate;
              Am7 Bm7 Am7                  G   C/G  G
arriving too late,          arriving too late.
G                                                          C
Ive done a bit of smugglin', Ive run my share of grass. I made enough money to buy Miami
      C          C/B  Am7 G                  Am7 Bm7 Am7         G   C/G  G
but i pissed it away so fast. Never ment to last,    Never meant to last.
 
G
I have been drunk now for over two weeks, I passed out and I rallied and I
                           C
sprung a few leaks but Ive got to stop wishin', got to go fishin' down to
      C/B  Am7 G                Am7    Bm7 Am7              G   C/G  G
 rock bottom again. Just a few Friends,       just a few friends.
 
[Solo]
G    C       C/B  Am7 G       Am7 Bm7 Am7       G   C/G  G
 
G                                                             C
I go for younger women, lived with several awhile, although I ran em away,
C                                                 C/B  Am7 G
Hell they’ll come back one day, and still I can manage a smile.
                 Am7 Bm7 Am7                 G   C/G  G
It just takes awhile,        it just takes awhile.
 
G (hold)                                                C
Mother, mother ocean, after all my years Ive found, my occupational hazard
                        C/B  Am7 G
being my occupation’s just not around **
 G                    Am  Bm7  Am7                 G
      I feel like Ive drowned,     gonna head up town.
 G                    Am  Bm7  Am7                 G
      I feel like Ive drowned,     gonna head up town.
 
Option to Redemption Song ending: 2X
 
(D)                G    C       D        G
Won't you help to sing    these songs of freedom?
      C     D        Em   C  D       G
Cause all I ever had,      redemption songs,
C  D       G      C D
redemption songs.
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