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A gritty, emotional portrait of a lone fisherman battling the merciless pull of the sea — where every wave is a test of survival. This song captures the raw truth of coastal life: unforgiving, silent, and soaked in sacrifice.

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Description About the Song
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The Sea Ain’t Kind” is a raw, emotional country song that tells the gripping story of a fisherman’s brutal life at sea. With gritty vocals, Appalachian roots, and vivid storytelling, this track pulls listeners into the cold, unforgiving waters of survival. Every verse crashes like a wave — intense, real, and unforgettable. Perfect for fans of powerful acoustic music, dark folk ballads, and cinematic storytelling. This is not just a song — it’s a life etched in salt and storm.
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🎵Lyrics 🎵
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Wind cuts sharp as a fillet knife,
net’s still empty, costin' my life.

Cracked hands grippin’ the rope too tight,
tide pulls harder in the dead of night.
Boat creaks loud like an old man's groan,
one eye open, 'cause I fish alone.

Ain’t no mercy in a gray horizon—
she don’t speak, but she knows when you're lyin’.

The sea ain’t kind, she just lets you stay,
long as you bleed for every pay.
She don’t cry when a man goes down,
just swallows him whole, don’t make a sound.
She’ll kiss your hull then break your spine—
oh the sea, she sure ain’t kind.

Old Joe’s cross nailed to the dock,
his wife still waits, still checks the clock.
Sunrise don’t mean the storm is gone,
just means you lived to fish at dawn.

This life don’t hold a safety line,
you drown slow, one catch at a time.

The sea ain’t kind, she just lets you stay,
long as you bleed for every pay.
She don’t cry when a man goes down,
just swallows him whole, don’t make a sound.
She’ll kiss your hull then break your spine—
oh the sea, she sure ain’t kind.

My boy asked why I still go out,
I said, "Son, that’s what poor men are about."
Can’t teach hunger to sit still,
can't teach the sea to lose her will.

Been prayin’ to a rusted anchor,
like it’s holy, like it’ll answer.
Salt don’t clean, it just stains deeper—
every haul, we’re just diggin' cheaper.

The sea ain’t kind, she just lets you stay,
long as you bleed for every pay.
She don’t cry when a man goes down,
just swallows him whole, don’t make a sound.
She’ll kiss your hull then break your spine—
oh the sea, she sure ain’t kind.

If I don’t come back, don't search the tide—
she already knows where I reside.

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