The Rowers Anthem

Verse 1: The Blacksmith)
I once hammered iron and worked the red coals,
With a roof o'er my head and a peace in my soul.
Now I’m pounding at rust on a deck made of ice,
And I’d give all the gold just to see my forge twice.
(Chorus)
(Call) I’d trade every jewel for a walk in the mud!
(Response) The sea only hungers for a drop of sailor's blood!
(Call) We’re ten miles from shore, in the wake of the flood!
(Response) And the sea only hungers for a drop of sailor's blood!
(Verse 2: The Tailor)
I sat on a bench with a needle and thread,
With a soft woolen blanket and wine for my bed.
Now my fingers are frozen, my needles are bone,
And I’m stitching a shroud for a man I’ve not known.
(Chorus)
(Call) I’d trade every jewel for a walk in the mud!
(Response) The sea only hungers for a drop of sailor's blood!
(Call) We’re ten miles from shore, in the wake of the flood!
(Response) And the sea only hungers for a drop of sailor's blood!
(Verse 3: The Priest)
I preached to the pews from a pulpit of oak,
Of a merciful God and the prayers that He spoke.
But there’s no holy mercy in hunger and gale,
And I’m cursed by the wind as I haul on the sail.
(Chorus)
(Call) I’d trade every jewel for a walk in the mud!
(Response) The sea only hungers for a drop of sailor's blood!
(Call) We’re ten miles from shore, in the wake of the flood!
(Response) And the sea only hungers for a drop of sailor's blood!
(Verse 4: The Thief)
I lived by the shadows and picked at the lock,
Thinking life was a misery down on the dock.
But a dungeon is warm and a cage has a floor,
And I’d crawl back to prison to see land once more.
(Chorus)
(Call) I’d trade every jewel for a walk in the mud!
(Response) The sea only hungers for a drop of sailor's blood!
(Call) We’re ten miles from shore, in the wake of the flood!
(Response) And the sea only hungers for a drop of sailor's blood! here

Traditional sea shanty, group of male voices, rhythmic stomps and claps, raw and unpolished, deep bass vocals, high ener