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
And they cut down the oaks with the tip of his hat and God will never forgive him for 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 nine-nine-seventeen-thirty-nine

  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