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Drag the Anchor, Face the Fleet (Salty mix) by @Dthoth

Lyrics and Score by @Dthoth 'The King of the Hipsters' https://suno.com/@dthoth https://thingstoknowkingofthehipsters.locals.com/ Collab with @CelticSemitone030 [Intro] (Spoken or sung a cappella) "Oh, the ships are creakin', the fleet's in sight, And the anchors drag through the endless night." [Verse 1] (Am - G - C - G - Am) (Am) The hull is cracked, the (G) sails are torn, (C) The anchor drags, it (G) feels forlorn. (Am) A dark fleet looms, just (G) out of sight, (C) We patch the planks by (G) lantern light. [Chorus] (C - G - Am - F - C - G) (C) Drag the anchor, lift it (G) high, (Am) Don’t let the fleet just (F) pass us by. (C) Raise the sails, and face the (G) fight, (Am) We'll break the chains by (F) morning’s (C) light. [Verse 2] (Am - G - C - G - Am) (Am) The crew’s a mess, the (G) cook’s half-mad, (C) The first mate steers with (G) a broken hand. (Am) The gold we throw, it (G) feeds the waves, (C) Yet here we sail to (G) shallow graves. [Chorus] (C - G - Am - F - C - G) (C) Drag the anchor, lift it (G) high, (Am) Don’t let the fleet just (F) pass us by. (C) Raise the sails, and face the (G) fight, (Am) We'll break the chains by (F) morning’s (C) light. [Bridge] (F - Am - G - C) (F) What holds us back, this (Am) iron weight? (G) Is it fear, or just our (C) fate? (F) The fleet it calls, the (Am) winds do howl, (G) But we must rise, or (C) sink and scowl. [Verse 3] (Am - G - C - G - Am) (Am) With knives in hand, we (G) cut the line, (C) The fleet will face us (G) this time. (Am) The ships may groan, but (G) hearts will fight, (C) We sail to claim the (G) morning light. [Chorus] (C - G - Am - F - C - G) (C) Drag the anchor, lift it (G) high, (Am) Don’t let the fleet just (F) pass us by. (C) Raise the sails, and face the (G) fight, (Am) We'll break the chains by (F) morning’s (C) light. [Outro] (C - G - Am - F - C - G) (C) Oh, dark fleet looming, your (G) time will end, (Am) We’ll mend these ships, we’ll (F) rise again. (C) For every storm that (G) drags us down, (Am) A brighter morn shall (F) wear our (C) crown.