Written by Shovels & Rope
Am G Am G Am G Am I moor my boat on the Old Stono that river take you anywhere that you wanna go G Am Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto but don’t get caught in the mud when the tide gets low G Am There’s so much rivers where I live down south the ocean falls outta the rivers’ mouth G Am And the fish don’t care if they’re fresh or brine when they’re frying in that cast iron skillet of mine Am G Am I moor my boat on the Old Stono that river take you anywhere that you wanna go G Am Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto but don’t get caught in the mud when the tide gets low G Am I got a sister on Wadmalaw she floats all day in the ledenwah G Am One day she left the chickens in charge and floated off to heaven on a party barge Am G Am I moor my boat on the Old Stono that river take you anywhere that you wanna go G Am Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto but don’t get caught in the mud when the tide gets low G Am They mayor borrowed all the money he need to put in a bridge with deliberate speed G E They cut down the oaks with the tip of his hat and god will never forgive him of that Am G x4 G Am Jasmine grown wild, high in the trees, smells like heaven but it grows like a weed G Am You don’t need much to be happy, the boat cost money but the shrimp is free G Am Rebellion runs in the blood round here, runs in the water and the earth down here G Am It was a conflagration that first caught fire on the 9th of 9 1739 Am G Am I moor my boat on the Old Stono that river take you anywhere that you wanna go G Am Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto but don’t get caught in the mud when the tide gets low Am G Am I moor my boat on the Old Stono that river take you anywhere that you wanna go G Am Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto but don’t get caught in the mud when the tide gets low
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