Jimmy Buffett Tribute by Kenny Chesney, Mac McAnally, Zac Brown Band & Alan Jackson | CMA Awards

Mother, mother, I have heard you call I wanted to sail upon your world Since I was three feet you've seen them all You've seen them all Watch the man that rode you Switch from sail to sting And in your belly you hold treasure That few have ever seen Most of them dreams Yes, I am a pirate Two hundred years too late The cannons don't thunder There's nothing to plunder I've been too late I've done a bit of smuggling I've run my share of grass Oh, I've made enough money To buy my way so fast Never meant to last Passed out and rallied And sprung a few leaks But I gotta stop wishin' Gotta go fishin' Down to rock bottom again Just a few friends Jimmy made a whole world Full of friends Mother, mother After all the years I've been Occupational hazard Been just not around I feel like I've drowned But I won't wear friends No, sir I feel like I've drowned But I won't wear friends Thank you, Jimmy! Hey, my friend Think of where that ocean is You pick up where you left off Strummin' on a sailor's song We'll hold down this salty rock Where it's always five o'clock The sun goes down We raise our drinks All the pirates and the parrots sing Oh, you're my friend Livin' on a sponge cake Watchin' the sun bake All of the tourists Covered with oil Strummin' my sixth string On my front porch swing You smell those shrimp They're beginnin' to boil Wastin' away again In Margarita Pins Searchin' for my lost sugar song Some people claim It's nobody's fault I stay there all season Got nothin' to show But this brand new tattoo But it's a real beauty Searchin' for my lost sugar song Some people claim That there's anyone to blame Now I think Hell, it could be my fault I blew out my flip-flop Stepped on a pop-top Cruise on back home And soon it will render That frozen concoction It helps me hang on Wastin' away again In Margarita Pins Yes I am, yes I am Searchin' for my lost sugar song Some people claim That there's anyone Uh-oh