The Parting Song by Chuck Prophet Lyrics

Sailor won’t you take me to the shore now
Let me drink my fill
Lyin' down it feels just like a chore now
Dyin' ain't no big deal

You could be a friend to me
You could be my enemy

Gabriel come and blow your horn now
Blow it all around
Somewhere there's a baby bein' born now
Don't you let her mama down

You could be a friend to me
You could be my enemy
You could be a friend to me
You could be my enemy

Wake me up when we're someplace we haven't been
And I'll raise my cup, I'll raise it up a little higher, my friend
You could be a friend to me
You could be my enemy

Rider don't you pass me by now
Rider won’t you stop for me
Rider don't you say it's not my time now
I don't need your sympathy

You could be a friend to me
You could be my enemy
You could be a friend to me
You could be my enemy
You could be a friend to me
You could be my enemy