[Verse 1] Black hull groans in the gray-blue dawn Salt cuts deep in our chapped red hands Harpoons stacked and the ropes drawn tight Charts all stained by a captain’s plans [Chorus] Heave Boys Heave Command the tides Roar Old sea We will not hide Storm-worn hearts and weathered hides Raise your voice and command the tides (heave ho) Command the tides [Verse 2] White backs break where the cold mist hangs Whales cry low like a ghost-lost choir Oars bite down and the small boats leap Close enough to taste their fire [Chorus] Heave Boys Heave Command the tides Roar Old sea We will not hide Storm-worn hearts and weathered hides Raise your voice and command the tides (heave ho) Command the tides [Bridge] Waves like mountains Teeth of foam Sky torn open Stars blown out “Hold that line or lose your soul!” Hear the deckboards creak and shout [Chorus] Heave Boys Heave Command the tides Roar Old sea We will not hide Storm-worn hearts and weathered hides Raise your voice and command the tides (heave ho) Command the tides
