By: Jimmy Buffett
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1975
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I never used to miss the chance
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To climb upon his knee
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Listen to the many tales
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Of life upon the sea
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We'd go sailin' back on barkentines
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An' talk of things he did
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Tomorrow just a day away
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For the captain and the kid
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His world had gone from sailin' ships
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To rakin' mom's backyard
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He never could adjust to land
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Although he tried so hard
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We both were growin' older then
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Wiser with our years
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That's when I came to understand
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The course his heart still steered
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He died about a month ago
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While winter filled the air
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And though I cried I was so proud
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To love a man so rare
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He's somewhere on the ocean now
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A place he outta be
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With one hand on the starboard rail
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He's wavin' back at me
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I never used to miss the chance
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To climb upon his knee
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Listen to his many tales
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Of life upon the sea
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We'd go sailin' back on barkentines
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Talk of things he did
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The world was just a day away
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For the captain and the kid
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For the captain
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And this kid
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The Captain And The Kid ( In Albume Havaña Daydreamin')
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| Jimmy Buffett |
