On a clear April day, 1963 Took a memorable ride on a silver submarine One hundred plus men John, Wesley, Harvey and me All aboard the SSN-593 Goin' down, goin' down Goin' down, down, down, down ♪ "Harvey to base We're at 1,000 feet Jimmy's doing real good I think he's getting a hold of this thing" Then the rattle of pipes Then the hiss of the steam I was the man of the hour 'til alarm bells started ringing Goin' down, goin' down Goin' down, down, down, down Oh, thresher We can't take no more Slow pirouette into the arms of the ocean floor ♪ Wonder and fear Unending Black Sea Held everyone's gaze in a quiet humility Mother ocean we are At the mercy of thee Like children in uniform balancing on your knee Goin' down, goin' down Goin' down, down, down, down Oh, thresher We can't take no more Slow pirouette into the arms of the ocean floor Oh, thresher We can't take no more Slow pirouette into the arms of the ocean floor