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 Hey