The Rolling Stones

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