Emily's

Sun going down on the intercoastal waterway we were Fripp Island bound

Sentry at the guard post said we had to away it’s a private community now

So we beat it down the road with boiled peanuts and some cokes

Looking for a sunset for free

Came across an old board walk surrounded by the marsh

Seagulls wheeling over you and me

Beaufort by the sea

Twenty six miles from Yemassee

That old Sheldon Church Sherman burned down

Spanish moss hanging all around

I’m going down to Emily’s for last call

To hear what all the fisherman caught

I was talking to Rubilee just the other day

She Said some boys tried to my crab traps away

Ain’t even got no room for my oyster beds

Since them local boys cut a deal with the fed’s

Now it just don’t seem right

To Mary Jane & me how someone can own a piece of the sea

Beaufort by the sea such a crown jewel in your duality

Forty acres and a mule one day you know we’ll all be free

I’m going down to Emily’s for last call to hear what all

I’m going down to Emily’s for last call to hear what all

The fisherman caught

To hear what all the fisher man caught

To hear what all the fisherman caught