Help finding song "Captain..Captain"

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I'm trying to find a song. It's sort of in the Larry Carlton or Eric Clapton vein. I heard it on a LP made in the late 60ies/70ies. It is very soulful (but not in the Jazz/Soul music sense) and it is, I believe, about the destructive nature of drugs; but does not refer to drugs directly.

The lyrics are something like:
"Captain....Captain, where can they be... something something all out to sea"

Not much to go on I know. Even the Lyrics might be 90% wrong

[smearbrick1]

I'm Your Captain?

Grand Funk Railroad?

[hech54]

Shadow Captain - CSN&Y ?
The Captain And Me - The Doobie Brothers ?
Both are available to preview(pre-listen?) on Amazon.com

You're The Captain - 38 Special - DEFINATELY a song about drug addiction but not very bluesy.

[BJ_M]

how about Master P ?

[Featuring Mystikal Fiend Silkk The Shocker]
Intro: [Master P]
Are you ready to boldly go
where no family has gone before?
The Ghetto Enterprise has landed.
Captain Kirk has arrived I repeat
Captain Kirk has arrived.
Women if you're lucky Captain Kirk will save you
and beam your loved ones to the fortune and fame you
are lookin' for. I mean the next generation ya' heard me?
Are you ready? [Yes I Am!!!!]
1st Verse: [Master P -- Fiend]
Master P:
Somebody musta' told these hoes I was a muthafuckin' rapper,
but will they jus' tell them hoes that I was a muthafuckin'
captain?
All the bitches I done broke fo' they bank,
I got so many cocktales I need a muthafuckin' fish tank.
I got hoes like acorns fallin' outta trees,
No Limit niggas don't say hoes,
ain't no caps that be floatin' in the breeze...
Fiend:
Now, Now, Now P, all the time, I done put in work
I ain't know, I was livin' next door to Captain Kirk.
kepta smirk on his face, lookin' like drug swappin',
come to find out, some bitch holdin' his money down hostage.
Got keys to his cottage, done changed the law and the act,
and all he get to do, is eat that funky hoe from the back.
On top of that,
the bitch fat!!!
Makin' a career off this nigga,
and all his homies gone, because they can't get it clear to this
nigga,
go figga,
all she wanted was that man to change,
but if it was me, I done been done slapped that bitch in the brains.
Chorus:
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Captain Kirk, I wanna have yo' baby.
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Captain Kirk, I wanna have yo' baby.
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Captain Kirk, I wanna have yo' baby.
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Mr. Captain Kirk, I wanna have yo baby.
Verse Two: [Silkk The Shocker]
See I met this bad ass trick,
I mean this bad ass bitch.
Tellin' her friends about month go by see I'ma be like buying her
shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
but see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time and they be callin' back,
talkin' bout' "Silkk, why you do all that playin'?".
And she had the nerve to tell me,
if I ain't a fuckin' trick I'm worthless,
I told her Bitch if you ain't suckin' dick,
then none of yo' clit defeats the purpose.
Figured she had game, tryin' to **** a young balla nigga like my mind,
I figured lookin' at me she see nothin' but dollar signs.
Simply, a bitch might give you some weed,
a bitch might give you a buck,
man, but since you my boy you
better use a condom, before you try to ****.
Take the game from this show bug,
cuz Silkk ain't no love.
I give'em a little somethin', but at the end I
take'em back and get the most love.
And ain't no beam'em up Scotty,
ain't no savin' hoes that ain't puttin' in no work.
It all depends on TRU niggas like us, no Captain Kirk (Bitch freeze),
all you ghetto hoes get yo' Lee Press-On Nails, fix yo' wig,
bring yo' Bebe kids cuz the Ghetto Enterprise is leavin' in
approximately five minutes.
Chorus
Verse Three: [Mystikal]
Aww HOLD UP!!!, WAIT A MINUTE!!!
my mama done got me bent.
What the **** you mean, where I was?, who I was with?,
and where the **** I went?
Bitch you be beside yoself, you probably WOULD,
if I left ya', but I ain't gon put you on no pedestal, jus cuz
you quick with that pleasure.
You smokin' my weed ridin' my ride,
I'M TRYIN' TO KEEP IT REAL.
I can't seem to satisfy you,
bitch she trippin' bout' the BILLS!!!
her rent ain't paid, but she got her hair done,
this bitch gotta be stopped!!!, Hope man done got it made
and ride my pockets to the top. But oh no, you
bitch, you ain't responsible, for what a nigga man
do give a **** bout' what a nigga bout' to do,
give a **** bout' what you and another nigga been through.
Get the **** out my face, ya' fear too, stop runnin'
behind my G dues, can't wait to see that nigga that got
trampled like that cuz that ass whoopin' been due.
It's thinkin' like that, that make it hard,
for me and the rest of my niggas.
Mean these tramps they it like weed,
SHE GETTIN' THE BEST'A YOU NIGGA!!!
Lettin' dem' hoes sit on they ass, and come up off yo' hard work,
This Mystikal, Master P, Fiend and Silkk,
NOT NO CAPTAIN KIRK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chorus
Outro:
-Girl
Captain Kirk, you know I have six kids,
even though they ain't from you,
baby my kids love you.
Kirk baby, you know we need a... brand new color TV,
I know you pay the rent.
Even though I ain't gave you none in the last year,
baby we need a brand new car boo,
six hundred, S-E-L, Mercedes four door V-12.
Oh I took that extra checkbook,
I need my... hair, nails, toes did,
I want a brand new house,
a five karat diamond ring for my birthday, and
don't forget to pick up some pampers and milk.
Also a jar of pickles, and Ice Cream.
I think I'm pregnant, smile Kirk, your finally
gonna be a father, oh yeah, and don't forget to
pick up your cape out the cleaners.
[Master P]
Mr. Kirk's enterprise will be beaming up out of
the ghetto in five seconds,
four,
three,
two,
one.
[Sound of airplane or some other aircraft taking off
and flying away]

[BJ_M]

I'm trying to find a song. It's sort of in the Larry Carlton or Eric Clapton vein. I heard it on a LP made in the late 60ies/70ies. It is very soulful (but not in the Jazz/Soul music sense) and it is, I believe, about the destructive nature of drugs; but does not refer to drugs directly.

The lyrics are something like:
"Captain....Captain, where can they be... something something all out to sea"

Not much to go on I know. Even the Lyrics might be 90% wrong

maybe you are thinking of Peter Paul and Mary -- one of their songs about drugs etc ..

[AlecWest]

I'm trying to find a song. It's sort of in the Larry Carlton or Eric Clapton vein. I heard it on a LP made in the late 60ies/70ies. It is very soulful (but not in the Jazz/Soul music sense) and it is, I believe, about the destructive nature of drugs; but does not refer to drugs directly.

The lyrics are something like:
"Captain....Captain, where can they be... something something all out to sea"

Not much to go on I know. Even the Lyrics might be 90% wrong

Hmmm.... Captain Jack by Billy Joel? Salty Dog by Procol Harum? Sleepwalker's Timeless Bridge by Amon Duul II?

[drjtech]

The Golden Willow Tree
traditional, arranged & adapted by Joel Mabus

Well there was a little ship sailin' on the sea
Oh the low the lonesome low
There was a little ship a-sailin' on the sea
And the name of the ship was The Golden Willow Tree
Sailing on the lonesome lonesome low
Sailing on the lonesome sea

They hadn't been to sea two weeks or three
When along come the pirate, Turkish Sugaree

The captain turned to his able crew
Saying, oh brave boys what will I ever do?

Captain, oh captain, what will you pay
To the man who can sink the Turkish Sugaray

Why I'd give my daughter and a sack of my gold
To the brave boy who could prove so bold

Then the little cabin boy jumped in the sea
And he swum 'til he come to the Turkish Sugaree

And he had a little auger fitted for the use
He drilled nine holes and he let in the juice

Some with their hats and some with their caps
Tried to keep the water from a-comin' through the gaps

But every man aboard the Turkish Sugaree
Met his doom in the bottom of the sea

Then the little cabin boy swum back to the fold
Said, haul me up aboard boys; I'm dyin of the cold

But the Captain said - you'll not come aboard
You won't have my daughter and you won't have my gold

Oh captain, captain how can it be
You'd pay your man with such treachery

Oh my gold is my pride -- my daughter is my joy
And I won't give 'em up to a black cabin boy

Now there's a little cabin boy drownin' in the sea
And he's drilling little holes in the Golden Willow Tree
He'll sink 'em in the lonesome lonesome low
Sink 'em in the lonesome sea

[ZAPPER]

I feel for you dude, nothing worse than a song stuck in yoyr head

[smearbrick1]

Lyrics to "I'm Your Captain" by Grand Funk Railroad.

Everybody, listen to me,
And return me, my ship.
I’m your captain, I’m your captain,
Although I’m feeling mighty sick.

I’ve been lost now, days uncounted,
And it’s months since I’ve seen home.
Can you hear me, can you hear me,
Or am I all alone.

If you return me, to my home port,
I will kiss you mother earth.
Take me back now, take me back now,
To the port of my birth.

Am I in my cabin dreaming, or are you really scheming,
To take my ship away from me?

You’d better think about it, I just can’t live without it.
So, please don’t take my ship from me.
Yeah, yeah, yeah ...

I can feel the hand, of a stranger,
And it’s tightening, around my throat.
Heaven help me, heaven help me,
Take this stranger from my boat.

I’m your captain, I’m your captain,
Although I’m feeling mighty sick.
Everybody, listen to me,
And return me, my ship.

I’m your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I’m your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I’m your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I’m your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I’m getting closer to my home ...
I’m getting closer to my home ...
I’m getting closer to my home ...
I’m getting closer to my home ...
Ohhhh ...

I’m getting closer to my home ...
I’m getting closer to my home ...
I’m getting closer to my home ...
I’m getting closer to my home ...

[burnman99]

Here are the lyrics to "Ride Captain Ride" by Blues Image

Seventy-three men sailed up from the San Francisco Bay
Rolled off of their ship, and here's what they had to say
"We're callin' everyone to ride along to another shore
We can laugh our lives away and be free once more"

But no one heard them callin', no one came at all
'Cause they were too busy watchin' those old raindrops fall
As a storm was blowin' out on the peaceful sea
Seventy-three men sailed off into history

Ride, captain ride upon your mystery ship
Be amazed at the friends you have here on your trip
Ride captain ride upon your mystery ship
On your way to a world that others might have missed

{Repeat first two verses}

{Refrain}

Ride, captain ride upon your mystery ship
Be amazed at the friends you have here on your trip

Later!
Rog

[offline]

Thanks guys.

None of the lyrics seem to ring a bell. I will check out
some of the titles/artists you have kindly supplied.

@ BJ_M. I think I'd remember if it was about
Cpt. James T. Kirk