

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] We slipped from the spit in the gray of the dawn Capstan creaked low as we hauled Salt in our teeth and the tar in our lungs Answering nobody’s call Name on the bow had been hammered away Like someone had something to hide Only the gulls and the powder-black waves Knew who we were that tide [Chorus] Heave My lads For the devil’s wake Pull that rope till your shoulders break If the sea wants blood It’s the sea that takes Row You bastards Row Row You bastards Row [Verse 2] First watch I saw him stand aft by the rail Eyes like a lantern gone cold Captain they called him But whispers below Spoke softer Of silver and gold Chart on his table was spotted with stains Red that no rain ever cleared Each little cross where a good ship went down Marked by the bones of his peers [Chorus] Heave My lads For the devil’s wake Pull that rope till your shoulders break If the sea wants blood It’s the sea that takes Row You bastards Row Row You bastards Row [Bridge] Storm took our mast like a toy in its hand Barrels broke loose in the black Captain just laughed as the sea climbed aboard “Pay what you owe Don’t look back” Flash of his grin as the lightning came down Showed more than a man in his face Swore on my soul as I clung to that rope I’d seen hell’s master made flesh in that place [Chorus] Heave My lads For the devil’s wake Pull that rope till your shoulders break If the sea wants blood It’s the sea that takes Row You bastards Row Row You bastards Row [Outro] So if you sight canvas that carries no name Turn your own keel from her track Some debts are deeper than any man’s grave Some captains never come back Heave My lads For the devil’s wake Row And don’t look back
Tags
folk, Gritty acoustic sea shanty in a minor key, baritone male lead with gruff chorus gang vocals. Stomps and oar-like claps drive a strict rowing pulse, frame drum and low fiddle drones underpin the verses. Call-and-response hooks in the chorus swell with stacked harmonies; final pass pushes the vocal into a raw, shouted climax over droning fiddle and bodhrán thump., acoustic, ballad, shanty, vocal, rhythmic
3:21
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3/15/2026