Son Of Peyton Place Lyrics

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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