Jimmy Buffett – Son Of A Son Of A Sailor (Guitar)

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As the son of a son of a sailor

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I went out on the sea for adventure

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Expanding the view of the captain and crew

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like a man just released from indenture

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As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man

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I have chalked up many a mile.

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Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks

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and I learned much from both of their styles.

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Son of a son, Son of a son

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Son of a son of a sailor

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Son of a gun, Load the last ton

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One step ahead of the jailor

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Now way in the near future,

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Southeast of disorder

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You can shake the hand of the mango man

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As he greets you at the border

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And the lady she hails from trinidad,

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Island of the spices

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Salt for your meat, and cinnamon sweet

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And the rum is for all your good vices.

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Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind

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That our fore-fathers harnessed before us

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Hear the bells ring as the tight rigging sings

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It's a son of a gun of a chorus

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Now where it all ends, I can't fathom my friends

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If I knew I might toss out my anchor

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So I'll cruise along always searching for songs

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Not a lawyer, a thief or a banker

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But a son of a son, son of a son

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Son of a son of a sailor

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Son of a gun, load the last ton

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One step ahead of the jailor

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I'm just a son of a son, son of a son

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Son of a son of a sailor

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The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains

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I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer