'Come Hell or High Water' is the first single off The Rumjacks new album coming in 2025!
Stream / Download the song here: https://snd.click/CHOHW
LYRICS:
The tears drowned your bloodshot eyes and the docks started shaking
The gangway gate like a marathon tape to a new life for the taking
We had to turn our backs on a home that left us with no place to die in
So we licked our wounds with our heads held high and we sailed for the horizon
We were looking for the answers
We were looking for some hope
They were shutting down the factories
or burning down our homes
So we crossed the bloody ocean
With our broken hearts of stone
Where we’d never have to worry
if we’re halfway round the world
The gate dropped as they filled the docks with the hopefuls outward pouringswallowed in sounds of the wide eyed crowds and the bells out on the moorings
I never saw you look as mollified as you did that fateful morning
The sun beat down on a war torn crowd and their scars that told their stories
We raise toast to friends and the ghosts we left behind
We raise toast to those who couldn’t make it through the darkest times
Support us at:
https://www.patreon.com/therumjacks
https://www.instagram.com/therumjacks
https://www.tiktok.com/@therumjacks
https://www.facebook.com/TheRumjacks
Credits:
Camera Operator: Jeffrey Attoh
Director of Photography: Lorenzo Saluzzo
Gaffer: Marco Ragusa
Focus Puller: Paolo Rubinelli
Editor & Colorist: Mike RIvkees
Production Assistant: Bill Ruml
#TheRumjacks
Stream / Download the song here: https://snd.click/CHOHW
LYRICS:
The tears drowned your bloodshot eyes and the docks started shaking
The gangway gate like a marathon tape to a new life for the taking
We had to turn our backs on a home that left us with no place to die in
So we licked our wounds with our heads held high and we sailed for the horizon
We were looking for the answers
We were looking for some hope
They were shutting down the factories
or burning down our homes
So we crossed the bloody ocean
With our broken hearts of stone
Where we’d never have to worry
if we’re halfway round the world
The gate dropped as they filled the docks with the hopefuls outward pouringswallowed in sounds of the wide eyed crowds and the bells out on the moorings
I never saw you look as mollified as you did that fateful morning
The sun beat down on a war torn crowd and their scars that told their stories
We raise toast to friends and the ghosts we left behind
We raise toast to those who couldn’t make it through the darkest times
Support us at:
https://www.patreon.com/therumjacks
https://www.instagram.com/therumjacks
https://www.tiktok.com/@therumjacks
https://www.facebook.com/TheRumjacks
Credits:
Camera Operator: Jeffrey Attoh
Director of Photography: Lorenzo Saluzzo
Gaffer: Marco Ragusa
Focus Puller: Paolo Rubinelli
Editor & Colorist: Mike RIvkees
Production Assistant: Bill Ruml
#TheRumjacks
- Category
- Music Punk Music Category P
- Tags
- the rumjacks, celtic punk, punk rock
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