We sailed out light at a gray dawn tide

Fresh tar on the ropes

New scars on our pride

The captain swore this run was blessed

Gold in the hold

Then a week of rest

Sky turned sour by the second bell

Black wall of water

Straight out of hell

Hull took a shudder

Lanterns died

I tasted the foam and I heard her slide

Raise your glass for the broken haul

For the crates we lost and the near cold call

We came back poor

But we came back all

So we drink

So we drink

For the damned

Broken haul

Barrels slipped loose

Heard the timbers crack

Cargo like cannonballs rolling aft to back

Mate went flying

Teeth in the air

Prayed to a saint I don’t even think is there

Charts all swimming on the cabin floor

Compass spun circles

Pointed everywhere but shore

Captain’s hands shook on the twisted wheel

Swore if we lived

We'd drink to the deal

Raise your glass for the broken haul

For the crates we lost and the near cold call

We came back poor

But we came back all

So we drink

So we drink

For the damned

Broken haul

We limped in late through the harbor gate

Salt in our lungs

And the wind spitting hate

Harbor-master sneered at our empty deck

"All that risk for a busted wreck?"

So we pawned the nails and the shredded sail

Sold off the anchors to pay the ale

Kept the bell from her bow

Kept the name from the roll

And we poured out a round for the ship’s old soul

Raise your glass for the broken haul

For the crates we lost and the near cold call

We came back poor

But we came back all

So we drink

So we drink

For the damned

Broken haul

To the haul that sank and the fools who stayed

[full band

Gang vocals]

We’re alive

We’re ashore

And the tab’s half-paid

Bang the table

Let the curses fall

We lost the lot—but we drank it all