Shovels & Rope - Thresher

On a clear April day, 1^D963 I took a ^Cmemorable ride on a silver subma^Grine 100+ men, John Wesley ^DHarvey and me All a^Cboard the SSN – 59^G3

Goin ^Emdown, goin ^Gdown Goin ^Ddown down down ^Gdown

Harvey to base, we’re at ^D1,000 feet Jimmy’s ^Cdoin real good I think he’s getting ahold of this ^Gthing Then the rattle of pipes, then the ^Dhiss of the steam I was the ^Cman of the hour till the alarm bells started ^Gringing

Goin ^Emdown, goin ^Gdown Goin ^Ddown down down ^Gdown

Oh ^EmThresher, we can’t take no ^Gmore Slow piro^Duette into the arms of the ocean ^Emfloo^Cr ^A

Wonder and fear, un^Dending black sea Held ^Ceveryone’s gaze in quiet humili^Gty Mother ocean we are at the ^Dmercy of thee Like ^Cchildren in uniform balancing on your ^Gknee

Goin ^Emdown, goin ^Gdown Goin ^Ddown down down ^Gdown

Oh ^EmThresher, we can’t take no ^Gmore Slow pirou^Dette into the arms of the ocean ^Gfloor

Oh ^EmThresher, we can’t take no ^Gmore Slow pirou^Dette into the arms of the ocean ^Emfloo^Cr ^{A G}