I could be your Cyrano and you my Nouville
And end the speculation that you’re gay
You could be my Robert Hunter and I could be your Bob
You’d be the crown of thorns around my horns and punch up everything I’ve got to say
I could be your shot of bourbon and you could be my Schlitz
That little bite that turns your songs to hits
Or you could be my silloutt-a and I your Scaramouche
You’d be the next of kin, the next one in, when all my little doubts creep up again
And eveything’d be so appealing
And it won’t be long (no it won’t) till they’re eating from our open hands
And when our words fall sweetly back upon our ears
I can almost hear them singing, I can almost hear them singing, yeah!
You could be my Froto Baggins and I could be your Sam
To be there should you need a helping hand
Or you could be the devil to whom I could to sell my soul
And do what I choose without paying dues and have everything that comes with rock and roll
I could be your Patty Boyd and leave you when you’re low
So make sure I’ve no better place to go
Or you could be my Judas and betray me in the end
So, be thankful I’m the kinda guy who’d never let you turn on your best friend
credits
from Camel,
released August 5, 2020
Dan Stalilonis - Vox
Grant Gholson - Guitars, Vox
Mike Bailey - Lead Guitars
Tyler Wolff-Ormes - Keys
Ronnie Price - Drums
Chris Peterson - Bass
Bethany Thomas - Vox
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