Letras
Harbor lights on winter's night
Griffin's Wharf in shadows deep
Sons of Liberty unite
Sacred vows they swore to keep
Mohawk faces, painted dark
Hide the truth of who they are
A hundred men with burning hearts
Ready now to cross the bar
Paint the waters dark
Light rebellion's spark
Let the tea crates rain
Break the empire's chain
Freedom's price in tea
Sets the harbor free
Seeds of change we sow
Now we watch them grow
Three proud ships await their fate
Dartmouth's deck beneath our feet
Eleanor and Beaver stand
While time flows slow like molten heat
Up the ropes and down the holds
Breaking locks with iron will
Ninety thousand pounds of tea
Soon will feed the harbor's chill
Paint the waters dark
Light rebellion's spark
Let the tea crates rain
Break the empire's chain
Freedom's price in tea
Sets the harbor free
Seeds of change we sow
Now we watch them grow
Silence rules the midnight air
As box by box we take our stand
No private theft, no personal gain
Just justice for our land
The waters rise with freedom's tide
As history turns its page
The seeds of revolution grow
On Boston's stage
Three hours pass like burning flame
Not a soul will speak a name
Brotherhood in silence sealed
Each man bearing equal blame
Governor's rage at morning light
Cannot wash the harbor's stain
Message written clear and bright
Will never fade again
Paint the waters dark
Light rebellion's spark
Let the tea crates rain
Break the empire's chain
Freedom's price in tea
Sets the harbor free
Seeds of change we sow