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(Verse 1)
Beat to quarters, find your station!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
Hell is home for half the nation!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
The weather gauge is ours to keep!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
We’ll send 'em to a restless sleep!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
(Verse 2)
Cartridge man, you run like thunder!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
Or the broadside rips our hull asunder!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
Wet the sponges, swab the bore!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
Ram the powder, give 'em more!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
(Verse 3)
The copper’s hot, the breech is smoking!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
The deck is thick with sulfur choking!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
A raking shot across their stern!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
Watch the bastard bleed and burn!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
(Verse 4)
The scuppers run a heavy red!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
The galley’s full of mangled dead!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
Close the distance, let 'em feel!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
The weight of Northern oak and steel!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
(Verse 5)
Their mizzen’s down, the fight is done!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
We’ve chased the dogs against the sun!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
Splice the mainbrace, pour the rum!
(HAUL 'EM ROUND AND FIRE!)
Until the next damn fight has come!
(SWING THE IRON HIGHER!)
Details
GeneratedFeb 9, 2026
Duration2:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
Gritty 1860s naval shanty, call and response, gravelly male voices, heavy stomps, crackling black powder atmosphere.
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HamCheck
HamCheckModelAria v5
