By: jimmy buffett
1970
I never used to miss the chance to climb up on his knee
And listen to the many tales of life upon the sea
We'd go sailing back on barkentines we'd talk of things he did
Tomorrow just a day away for the captain and the kid
His world had gone from sailing ships to raking mom's backyard
He never could adjust to land although he tried so hard
We both were growing older then and wiser with the years
That's when i came to understand the course his heart still steers
He died about a month ago while winter filled the air
And though i cried i was so proud to love a man so rare
He's somewhere on the ocean now that's where he oughta be
With one hand on the starboard rail he's wavin' back at me
I never used to miss the chance to climb up on his knee
And listen to the many tales of life upon the sea
We'd go sailing back on barkentines talk of things he did
The world was just a day away for the captain and the kid
For the captain and this kid