300 Years Ago Songtext
von Jesse Rice
300 Years Ago Songtext
I′ve felt the sand, beneath my toes
I've sailed the waves and given up my soul
I′ve made my name and plundered coasts
Like pirates did 300 years ago
I've buried hearts that were made of gold
I've sunken ships from here to Mexico
I′ve sang the songs, I′ve played the shows
Like pirates did 300 years ago
Well sometimes there's something in the wind
That makes me feel like they′re my kin
With the drifters and the rebels
I've found a home
Oh, but in the end they′re gone like smoke
And then I'm left for broke
On an island, stranded and alone
Like a pirate 300 years ago
It′s been so long, I've been off course
I've got no compass that knows the way to north
So here I am, just chasing ghosts
Like pirates did 300 years ago
Well sometimes there′s something in the wind
That makes me feel like they′re my kin
With the drifters and the rebels
I've found a home
Oh, but in the end they′re gone like smoke
And then I'm left for broke
On an island, stranded and alone
Like a pirate 300 years ago
I′ve felt the sand, beneath my toes
I've sailed the waves and given up my soul
But man I love this life I chose
Like pirates did 300 years ago
I've sailed the waves and given up my soul
I′ve made my name and plundered coasts
Like pirates did 300 years ago
I've buried hearts that were made of gold
I've sunken ships from here to Mexico
I′ve sang the songs, I′ve played the shows
Like pirates did 300 years ago
Well sometimes there's something in the wind
That makes me feel like they′re my kin
With the drifters and the rebels
I've found a home
Oh, but in the end they′re gone like smoke
And then I'm left for broke
On an island, stranded and alone
Like a pirate 300 years ago
It′s been so long, I've been off course
I've got no compass that knows the way to north
So here I am, just chasing ghosts
Like pirates did 300 years ago
Well sometimes there′s something in the wind
That makes me feel like they′re my kin
With the drifters and the rebels
I've found a home
Oh, but in the end they′re gone like smoke
And then I'm left for broke
On an island, stranded and alone
Like a pirate 300 years ago
I′ve felt the sand, beneath my toes
I've sailed the waves and given up my soul
But man I love this life I chose
Like pirates did 300 years ago
Writer(s): Jesse Rice, Josiah Ben Rozencwajg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com