May the winds blow up on high
May the lightning smash the sky
But we few jerry's in the pig boats know
There's thunder rollin' down below
Down in the torrid brine
All down in the torrid brine
Ya' can hear them tender souls (Oh!)
Out on eternal patrol
Voices ringing out in the deep
Restless carryin' us to sleep
Down in the torrid brine
All down in the torrid brine
Rig for red now, look alive
Full ahead now, look alive
Put her to bed now, look alive
To the barons, we will dive
And the last hopes left for thee
Are the tin fish one two three
Punchin' holes in the deep blue sea
Down in the torrid brine
All down in the torrid brine
She's a boat that's known to fame
And "The Bonefish" is her name
Up from seventeen-hundred feet
To send ol' Yamamoto's fleet
Down to the torrid brine
All down to the torrid brine
And when you feel the coast is clear
That's when she'll be drawin' near
Turn and show us that ol' glass jaw
We'll spit death from an open maw
Down in the torrid brine
All down in the torrid brine
Rig for red now, look alive
Full ahead now, look alive
Put her to bed now, look alive
To the barons, we will dive
And the last hopes left for thee
Are the tin fish one two three
Punchin' holes in the deep blue sea
Down in the torrid brine
All down in the torrid brine
