Rolling Sea

Wouldn't you love to be out on the rollin' sea With only the sky above you for a roof What if all your friends were there Laugh at all your jokes and share Sweet salt air with you Wouldn't that be good You know it would Wouldn't you love to find your self there some time Duckin' when the bow swings your way? When ever we make plans you tell me your a busy man, That you'd go but that you really should stay. Nothin' escapes the rolling sea Not the past nor you or me. You keep the world at bay, Should it all wash away You wouldn't feel the pain of those who can.