Son Of A Son Of A Sailor lyrics

As the son of a son
of a sailor
I went out on the sea
for adventure

Expanding the view
of the captain and crew
like a man just released
from indenture

As a dreamer of dreams
and a travellin' man
I have chalked up
many a mile

Read dozens of books
about heroes and crooks
and I've learned much
from both of their styles

Son of a son
Son of a son

Son of a son
of a sailor

Son of a gun
load the last ton

One step ahead
of the jailer

Now away in the
near future

South East
of disorder

You can shake the hand
of the mango man
as he greets you
at the border

And the lady she
hails from Trinidad
Island of the spices

Salt for your meat
and cinnamon sweet
and the rum is
for all your good vices

Haul the sheet in
as we ride on the wind
that our forefathers
harnessed before us

Hear the bells ring
as the tired rigger sings
it's the son of a gun
of a chorus

Where it all ends
I can't fathom my friends
if I knew I might
drop out my anchor

So I cruise along
always searchin'
for songs
not a lawyer, a thief
or a banker

Son of a son

Son of a son

Son of a son
of a sailor

Son of a gun
load the last ton

One step ahead
of the jailer

Just a son of a son

Son of a son

Son of a son
of a sailor

The sea's in my veins
my condition remains
I'm just glad
I don't live in a trailer