[Intro] Oh the tide rolls in and the years roll through, Still flyin’ proud with the old sea crew. [Verse 1] Silver in the beard, but there’s fire inside, Boots hit slow with a rolling stride. Back ain’t straight and the hands are scarred, Still first to the rail when the wind blows hard. [Pre-Chorus] Young blood laughs at the gray we show, Till we take their deck in a single blow. [Chorus] We are the Salt n’ Pepper Crew, Storm-worn hearts, world-weary view. Scars run deep but the steel cuts true, Raise a shout for the black and blue. Salt n’ Pepper Crew, hold fast, We’ve seen more squalls than the forecast. [Verse 2] Deck plates ring when we make our stand, Weathered rope in a weathered hand. Joints might ache when the cold winds climb, But grit don’t fade and neither does time. [Pre-Chorus] They call us old when we pass on by, We just grin and let that lie. [Chorus] We are the Salt n’ Pepper Crew, Hard as oak and ocean-true. Salt in the blood and a stubborn few, Still got thunder to break on through. Salt n’ Pepper Crew, stand tall, We’ve buried doubt and outsailed all. [Bridge – Half-Time Feel] Our knees be creakin’ like the main mast line, But like wine we grow finer with time. Storm-tested, tried and true, That’s the mark of the old sea crew. [Final Chorus – Bigger Gang Vocals] We are the Salt n’ Pepper Crew, Gray at the temple but bold and blue. Raise a mug and a battle cry too, There’s fight left yet in the seasoned few. Salt n’ Pepper Crew, once more, We’ve outlived kings and a dozen wars. [Outro] So haul the line and let it be, Old sea dogs still rule the sea.
