Last Man Standing

I'm not a sailor but your plan sounds mighty fine to me Let me unravel all these ropes and head out to sea We were young and had the whole world ahead of us Now we're still young at heart, I'll carry us My rusty knees are not the same as the used to be I can see my body slowly collapsing right in front of me Sometimes I'm wondering if this is gonna turn out right Mama didn't raise no fool I won't go down without a fight If this is the end for you then I'm still fine with it But hope is the last man standing on this sinking ship What are the chances to find the keys you lost seven years ago? I tried my best to pick the lock as it goes to show We seem to whine about insignificant things in life And when the heavy stuff's kicking in We hardly survive But I can't complain. Hell, I'm still breathing after all Even if the water's coming closer I stand tall Sometimes I'm wondering if this is gonna turn out right Mama didn't raise no fool I won't go down without a fight If this is the end for you then I'm still fine with it But hope is the last man standing on this sinking ship I feel my arms getting numb Lips turning blue I know that it's over But I can't stop thinking of you So when I get slowly washed ashore I will pick myself up once more I'm maybe not a sailor But I'm a man of the sea I'm maybe not a sailor But I'm a man of the sea