When the waters is rough
The sailing is tough
I ll get drowned in your love.
You ve got a cut throat crew
I m gonna sink under you
I got the bell bottom blues
It s gonna be the death of me.
It s the graveyard watch
Running right on the rocks
I ve taken all of the knocks.
You ain t giving me no quarter.
I d rather drink sea water
I wish I d never had brought you
It s gonna be the death of me.
Soul survivorsoul survivor.
Soul survivorsoul survivor.
Soul survivorsoul survivor.
Soul survivorsoul survivor
Gonna be the death of me
It s gonna be the death of me.
When you re flying your flags
All my confidence sags
You got me packing my bags.
I ll stowaway at sea
You make me mutiny
Where you are I won t be
You re gonna be the death of me.

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