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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Left my boots in a Cork-side room
Left my pay in a Galway game
Left my name on a girl in Wexford
She swore she'd do the same
Captain’s drunk on the pier at dawn
Muttering deals with the rising tide
Says “Lad
You owe more than money”
“Time to settle that ride”
[Chorus]
So heave
Boys
Heave
Let the drunken wind decide our way
Raise that ragged reef of a sail
Out past Dingle Bay
So heave
Boys
Heave (hey!)
If the sea wants flesh
We pay
Sing loud
Drown out the fear
Down in Dingle Bay
[Verse 2]
First night out and the sky turns sour
Black as the priest in town
Barrels roll and the deck starts sliding
Half the crew goes down
I see Joe with his rosary breaking
Hear Mick start cursing in prayer
Me
I laugh like a fool on a gallows
Salt blood in the air
[Chorus]
So heave
Boys
Heave
Let the drunken wind decide our way
Raise that ragged reef of a sail
Out past Dingle Bay
So heave
Boys
Heave (oh sing!)
If the sea wants flesh
We pay
Spit truth straight in her face
Down in Dingle Bay
[Bridge]
[Band drops to claps
Boots
And concertina drone]
Who’ll go under? (Not me!)
Who’ll be swallowed by the foam? (We’ll see!)
Who’ll crawl back to the harbor stones
Swearing off this roving roam?
[Chorus]
So heave
Boys
Heave
Let the drunken wind decide our way
Raise that ragged reef of a sail
Out past Dingle Bay
So heave
Boys
Heave (hey!)
If the sea wants flesh
We pay
Till our bones ring like bells on the deep
Down in Dingle Bay
Details
GeneratedMar 31, 2026
Duration2:43
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Rowdy Irish sea shanty with male vocals and stomp-along floor toms and snare; verses ride on jangly acoustic guitar and wheezing concertina, choruses explode with distorted electric guitars and gang vocals on the hook. Swaggering pub energy that starts in a tight storytelling groove and erupts into shout-along refrains with clapping and boot-stomps, brief middle-break for a cappella call-and-response before final full-band blast., acoustic, shanty, male vocals, electric
Credits
Prompt by
luca_Wolf23
luca_Wolf23ModelAria v5
Prompt
Irish sea shanty with male vocals, stomp-along floor toms and snare, jangly acoustic and distorted electric guitars, wheezing concertina, gang vocals on the hook; verses tight and narrativ
