My hands are carved from ash and oak
They've held the helm, they've never broke
Through storms and calm through fire and rain
They've pulled the rope, they felt the strain

Ash in the bone, oh, is oak in the soul
A sailor shaped by wind and roll
No crown to wear, no land to own
But I stand tall in skin and stone

The sea don't care for man or name
She plays no part in glory's game
But those who last, who bend not break
Are one she learns to never take

Ash in the bone, oh, is oak in the soul
A sailor shaped by wind and roll
No crown to wear, no land to own
But I stand tall in skin and stone

I've burned with loss, I've grown through scars
My compass set by battered stars
No church, no flag, no royal cloak
Just simple strength, ash and oak

Ash in the bone, oh, is oak in the soul
A sailor shaped by wind and roll
No crown to wear, no land to own
But I stand tall in skin and stone

Oh, ash in the bone, oh, is oak in the soul
A sailor shaped by wind and roll
No crown to wear, no land to own
But I stand tall in skin and stone

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