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Lyrics
[Intro]
[Stomps and claps begin
Steady and slow]
Ho
My boys
Now heave it so
Stamp the boards and let her roll
Salt on tongue and tar on soul
Sing for the Dreadnought drowned
[Verse 1]
She was a black‑hulled bastard
Low and lean
Forty guns that never missed their mark
Captain wore his pride like gleaming brass
Crew all earned their scars in the dark
[Chorus]
Ohhh
Dreadnought
Dreadnought
Iron in your veins
Dragged like a stone through the boiling main
We were young
We were damned
We were lashed to your fame
Now we drink in the deep in your name
In your name
[Verse 2]
Off Cabo storm came roaring like a judge
Canvas snapped and rigging screamed like men
Water climbed the rail
We cursed and laughed
Swore we’d see the taverns once again
[Chorus]
Ohhh
Dreadnought
Dreadnought
Iron in your veins
Dragged like a stone through the boiling main
We were young
We were damned
We were lashed to your fame
Now we drink in the deep in your name
In your name
[Bridge]
Three days blind in the howling spray
Pump and pray
Then pump and pray
“Hold that line or meet your grave!”
(Hey!) cried the bosun
Beard full of waves
But the keel she groaned like a dying bull
Rudder tore and the lanterns fell
Last thing heard was the first mate’s laugh
As he toasted the mouth of hell
[Chorus]
Ohhh
Dreadnought
Dreadnought
Iron in your veins
Dragged like a stone through the boiling main
We were young
We were damned
We were lashed to your fame
Now we drink in the deep in your name
In your name
[Outro]
So stomp
My lads
Let the timbers shake
Clap for the fools that the sea will take
If you sail proud
You’ll be swallowed the same
And you’ll sing for the Dreadnought’s name
Dreadnought’s name
Details
GeneratedJan 19, 2026
Duration2:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Raw a cappella sea shanty, male vocals in stacked unison and rough three-part harmony. Heavy stomp-and-clap drives the pulse like sailors on deck planks. Verses stay tight and narrative; choruses explode with call-and-response gang vocals. Natural room reverb, breath and grit up front; final chorus swells with extra harmonies and shouted lines., rhythmic, ballad, male vocals, raw, a cappella, shanty
Credits
Prompt by
HamCheck
HamCheckModelAria v5
Prompt
Traditional maritime folk, powerful a cappella male vocals, rhythmic sea shanty, naval ballad, wooden stomp and clap, raw and weathered voice, storytelling style, 1800s nautical atmosphere.
