It’s Captain (Lessons from Jack) by Marina Powell

It’s Captain (Lessons from Jack)

by Marina Powell What a man can do and what a man can’t Are the only two rules of this life. I love those good moments, the best parts of me, And I wave as they pass me by. Take what you can, steal what you can’t, Never give anything back. I’m the worst? So you say, but you have heard of me, And it’s Captain, Captain Jack. I’m not crazy ‘cause I know I am, But why is the rum gone again? You will always remember today as the day— Wait! Stop! I’ve dropped me brain! Ah, the pirate’s life is the best there is, With rum and jars of dirt. Thank goodness I’m mad, because if I wasn’t, This would probably never work. Rudder, mast, sails are what a ship needs, But not what a ship needs to be. Freedom, mate, is that nature of it, And that’s what the Pearl is to me. I wash my hands of this weirdness, close your eyes and pretend That it’s all just a very bad dream. And there should be a ‘captain’ in there, somewhere, If ever you’re speaking to me. That’s unhelpful, it seems that I have Again misplaced the rum. Not everything is what it seems, Else where would the stories come from? A wedding? I love those, especially when Drinks are served all around. And silver and gold are not always, mate, the treasure that needs to be found. I could leave it all and never return, Sail away on my one love, the sea. Belay that belay that, me hearties, yo ho, And bring that horizon to me. Don’t have regrets. I never do, Or else they’ll eat you away, And always remember, when or wherever, That it’s Captain Jack Sparrow, mate.