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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Got salt in my beard
And smoke in my lungs
A map full of lies
And a ship full of tongues
We sail where the law
Is a rumor at best
With our sins in the hull
And a skull on the crest
[Chorus]
Raise up the black
Boys
Raise up the black
Rum in my right hand
Gold in the sack
Storm at our backs and the gallows ahead
Sing till the cannons wake up the dead
Ohhh
Rum in my right hand
Gold in the sack
[Verse 2]
We stole from a king
While he polished his crown
Left him with curses
And one burning town
If fate wants a fight
She can find us at sea
Where the waves judge us harder
Than any decree
[Chorus]
Raise up the black
Boys
Raise up the black
Rum in my right hand
Gold in the sack
Storm at our backs and the gallows ahead
Sing till the cannons wake up the dead
Ohhh
Rum in my right hand
Gold in the sack
[Bridge]
If I swing at dawn
Let the ropes all creak
Let the choir be hoarse
Let the timbers speak
Carve this on stone
So the tale rings true
“I belonged to the deep
Before the hangman knew”
[Chorus]
Raise up the black
Boys
Raise up the black
Rum in my right hand
Gold in the sack
Storm at our backs and the gallows ahead
Sing till the cannons wake up the dead
Ohhh
Rum in my right hand
Gold in the sack
Details
GeneratedJan 26, 2026
Duration3:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rowdy sea shanty with stomping floor toms, raucous male gang vocals, and wheezing concertina. Start sparse with a lone voice and boot-stomps, then swell into big call-and-response choruses and clapping. Fiddle doubles the melody on the hook; last chorus pushes tempo and key slightly for a drunken, triumphant lift., shanty
Credits
Prompt by
CANNONS46
CANNONS46ModelAria v5
Prompt
A sea shanty about being a pirate
