Put down the plow, lad, And pick up the tong 'Cause you got to be waterin' All winter long (repeat)
CHORUS 'Cause you're Chesapeake born, Chesapeake Free Chesapeake bound, and flowing with ease. Chesapeake born, and bound to thee, 'Deed I am, I'm Chesapeake free.
She's the mother of the waters and the people of this land Forty river children reach to take her by the hand And flow through Maryland and Virginia to the sea, She's Atlantic born, Atlantic bound and free. (And I'm...) CHORUS
I'm the son of the rain, and the brother of the wind Follow on the water, got tobacco on my chin. Seen forty years of sunshine, wind and rain. If I had a chance, I'd do it all again. ('Cause I'm...)
(not in notes) I hear your song so clearly and I know that down inside the mother of these waters is flowing deep and wide. Sons and daughters of the waters life within, Gentle voices blending with the wind.