The Rolling Stones - Soul Survivor

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 survivor, soul survivor.
Soul survivor, soul survivor.
Soul survivor, soul survivor.
Soul survivor, soul 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.