Jimmy Buffett 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 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