Son Of A Son Of A Sailor Lyrics
| Song | Son Of A Son Of A Sailor |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | A Pirate's Treasure - 20 Jimmy Buffett Gems |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics：Jimmy Buffett Music：Jimmy Buffett | |
| 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 travelin' man | |
| I have chalked up many a mile | |
| Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks | |
| And I learned much from both of their styles | |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 | |
| Southeast of disorder | |
| You can shake the hand of the mango man | |
| As he greats 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 tight rigging sings | |
| It's a son of a gun of a chorus | |
| Where it all ends I can't fathom my friends | |
| If I knew I might toss out my anchor | |
| So I cruise along always searchin' for songs | |
| Not a lawyer a thief or a banker | |
| But a 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 | |
| I'm just a son of a son, son of a son | |
| Son of a son of a sailor | |
| The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains | |
| I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer | |
| *Notes: | |
| Background vocals: Steve Goodman |
| Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
| 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 travelin' man | |
| I have chalked up many a mile | |
| Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks | |
| And I learned much from both of their styles | |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 | |
| Southeast of disorder | |
| You can shake the hand of the mango man | |
| As he greats 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 tight rigging sings | |
| It' s a son of a gun of a chorus | |
| Where it all ends I can' t fathom my friends | |
| If I knew I might toss out my anchor | |
| So I cruise along always searchin' for songs | |
| Not a lawyer a thief or a banker | |
| But a 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 | |
| I' m just a son of a son, son of a son | |
| Son of a son of a sailor | |
| The sea' s in my veins, my tradition remains | |
| I' m just glad I don' t live in a trailer | |
| Notes: | |
| Background vocals: Steve Goodman |
| Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
| 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 travelin' man | |
| I have chalked up many a mile | |
| Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks | |
| And I learned much from both of their styles | |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 | |
| Southeast of disorder | |
| You can shake the hand of the mango man | |
| As he greats 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 tight rigging sings | |
| It' s a son of a gun of a chorus | |
| Where it all ends I can' t fathom my friends | |
| If I knew I might toss out my anchor | |
| So I cruise along always searchin' for songs | |
| Not a lawyer a thief or a banker | |
| But a 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 | |
| I' m just a son of a son, son of a son | |
| Son of a son of a sailor | |
| The sea' s in my veins, my tradition remains | |
| I' m just glad I don' t live in a trailer | |
| Notes: | |
| Background vocals: Steve Goodman |
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