I never used to miss the chance to climb up on his knee
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And listen to the many tales of life upon the sea
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We'd go sailing back on Barkentines we'd talk of things he did
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Tomorrow just a day away for the Captain and the kid
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His world had gone from sailing ships to raking mom's backyard
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He never could adjust to land although he tried so hard
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We both were growing older then and wiser with the years
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That's when I came to understand the course his heart still steers
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He died about a month ago while winter filled the air
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And though I cried I was so proud to love a man so rare
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He's somewhere on the ocean now that's where he oughta be
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With one hand on the starboard rail he's wavin' back at me
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I never used to miss the chance to climb up on his knee
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And listen to the many tales of life upon the sea
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We'd go sailing back on Barkentines we'd talk of things he did
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Tomorrow just a day away for the Captain and the kid
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The Captain And The Kid
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| Jimmy Buffett |
