

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] They came on a fog-slick morning Black hair tied in twisting cords Salt on their boots like armor Dice in their pockets Charm in their words Cards on the barrel in Doolin Laugh loud Drink up Then flee O’Learys carving their legend On every wave and quay [Chorus] Strong is the King of the Sea That’s the toast of the O’Leary Raise your glass Sing it after me Strong is the King of the Sea (hey!) No gold No law No decree Holds a rope to the wild and the free We bend no knee to a crown or a creed Strong is the King of the Sea [Verse 2] They’d wink at the landlord’s daughter Dance her straight out of her shoes Leave her breathless in the heather Soft hair tangled Grass-stained blues Ring on the priest’s lost finger Purse from a captain’s coat Anything shining or secret Found its way to their boat [Chorus] Strong is the King of the Sea That’s the toast of the O’Leary Raise your glass Sing it after me Strong is the King of the Sea (oh, sing!) No judge No chain No key Can lock what was born to be We bend no knee to a crown or a creed Strong is the King of the Sea [Bridge] Red wax seals in the water Letters from lords gone dark Every royal order Drowned beneath their bark “Come take us if you’re able” They’d laugh from the harbor wall “The King may sit at his table But we answer the waves that call” (hey!) [Chorus] Strong is the King of the Sea That’s the toast of the O’Leary Raise your glass Sing it after me Strong is the King of the Sea No throne No flag No plea Ever owned our thievery We bend no knee to a crown or a creed Strong is the King of the Sea [Outro] O’Leary blood in the breakers Black hair whipped by the gale Strong is the King of the Sea Remember the Irish Sea tale
Tags
Rousing Celtic punk-folk with male vocals, bodhrán-driven groove, rowdy fiddle and tin whistle lines; verses punchy and story-heavy, chorus explodes with gang vocals and stomps; electric guitar crunch sneaks in on the last chorus for an anthemic lift, big pub-chant outro, strong
3:19
No
2/18/2026