There's this old Bluegrass Gospel number, called "I'm Using My Bible for a Road Map". And I looked at MY life, and
noticed that I reallly had started out without much of ANYTHING as a road map. With these sorts of results.
BOLD and JOLLY PIRATE

1) LIKE A BOLD AND JOLLY PIRATE WITH MY CROSSBONE FLAG
UNFURLED
I LEFT MY LITTLE VILLAGE SET TO PILLAGE ALL THE WORLD
SEEKING ONLY TREASURE AND WHAT PLEASURE THERE MIGHT BE
I NEVER THOUGHT TO CHECK A CHART OF THE PERILS OF THE SEA!



3) I SAILED ON THROUGH MANY WINTERS,
AS I FOUGHT ON THROUGH THE COLD
AND I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I GOT FROM ALL THEM WINTERS:
I GOT OLD!!
NOW MERMAIDS SWIM BY, TO THE OTHER GUYS, WITH A WIGGLE AND
A WINK.
AND THEY DON'T CARE IF THIS OLD PIRATE DROPS INTO THE DRINK!
(-CHORUS-)
4) NOW I TRY TO WARN THE YOUNGSTERS OF THE PERILS OF THE SEA;
AND SHOW THEM ALL THE SCARS I GOT, TO MAP MY MISERY!
BUT THEY'RE STILL ON SHORE, SO THEY IGNORE THE FACTS I CLEARLY
STATE.
AND I DO FEAR THAT I SHALL HEAR THEM SHOUT, WHEN IT'S TOO
LATE!!
(-CHORUS-)


CHORUS:
AND I CAN'T KEEP MY SHIP
TOGETHER, IN THIS STORM I'M
GOING
THROUGH!
I CAN'T FIX IT UP WITH STRINGS
OR TAPES OR EVEN CRAZY GLUE!
I CAN'T HOLD THE WHEEL TO AN
EVEN KEEL,
OR BRING HER HARD ABOUT.
I KNOW THAT WATER'S RUNNING
IN, and TIME IS RUNNING OUT!
2) SAILING OUT ON SUNNY OCEANS, I SAW
ONLY SUNNY SKIES
I FORGOT WHATEVER'S BORN TO LIFE
JUST LIVES UNTIL IT DIES.
THINKING STORM CLOUDS WOULD NOT
TOUCH ME, I DID NOT PREPARE FOR RAIN,
UNTIL THINGS WENT FROM BAD TO
WORSE,
FROM WORSE TO HURRICANE! (-CHORUS-)