As a young boy on the river
A little upstream from the sea
Life was never a bore
Had all that I could explore
It was the right place for a young pirate to be
I made a sail of a beach towel
And with a broomstick mast
I was the soul of defiance
In a world full of giants
Made that old canoe move pretty fast
The house was a cabin atop of a hill
And my homeport was an old concrete dock
Never worried about doing
Or even doing with out
I couldn't even tell time from a clock
It was truly a time of conquest
Watching my own nations rise and fall
I ruled the lands of my reaches
From the bridge and nude beaches
Until I would hear my mother call
I had unexplored lands
At the touch of my hands
Until I got to the vineyards beyond
With my machete that gleamed
I ruled the whole world it seemed
From the aluminum deck of my boat on that pond
I had a plank in the unlikely event
I ever took a prisoner to keep
And ever certain was I
Beneath the sun in the sky
I could condemn that poor soul
To the trust of the deep
And on occasion I found cause to smile
A pretty young girl as my mate
And with our wondering faces
Showed her my secret places
A pirates creed to always tempt fate
And now I look back to a part of my past
A time I wouldn't trade on a bet
Sweet memory always delivers
The time a pirate ruled the rivers
And I know that I will never forget
As a young boy on the river
A little upstream from the sea
Life was never a bore
Had all that I could explore
It was the right place for a young pirate to be
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