Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Storm on the starboard Cards on the crate Captain’s gone crooked Counting our fate Salt in my teeth And a scar on my knee Swore I’d die broke But I’d die on the sea [Chorus] So raise that bottle Boys And break that wave We’ll sing for the cowards that we couldn’t save If the ocean wants my bones Let the devil wait I got whiskey on the wake And I’m already late (hey!) [Verse 2] Galway girl’s locket hangs off my neck Rust on the chain like the rust on this wreck I wrote her a promise in charcoal and blood The rain washed it clean So I married the flood [Chorus] So raise that bottle Boys And break that wave We’ll sing for the cowards that we couldn’t save If the ocean wants my bones Let the devil wait I got whiskey on the wake And I’m already late (oh, row) [Bridge] If I go down Let the ropes go slack Sing my name twice Then don’t look back Carve me a cross in the captain’s rail And toast to the fools who outran the gale [Chorus] So raise that bottle Boys And break that wave We’ll sing for the cowards that we couldn’t save If the ocean wants my bones Let the devil wait I got whiskey on the wake And I’m already late (hey!)
Tags
Rowdy sea shanty with stomping floor toms, gang vocals, and raucous fiddle lines; verses stay tight and percussive, chorus explodes with call-and-response chants and thick harmonies, accordion swells between lines; rough male vocals leading, crew-style shouts in the hook, tempo driving like a storm-tossed deck under heavy boots, shanty
Duration
2:07
Instrumental
No
Created
2/3/2026