The Pirates Of Stone County Road(Live) - John Stewart

The Pirates Of Stone County Road (Live) - John Stewart
Written by：John Stewart
Henry it's getting towards supper time you know Henry
There she calls from her second floor room
The end of a back porch afternoon
Where we'd stand on the bows of our own man of war
No longer the back porch anymore
And we'd sail pullin' for China
The pirates of Stone County Road all weathered and blown
And we'd sail ever in glory
Till hungry and tired the pirates of Stone County Road were turning for home
Henry you'd better be getting on up to bed now don't you know Henry
There she calls from her high wicker chair
As I climb to my room up the stairs
Where the wind through the shutters it's sends the mainsail to fall
From the shadow of the bedpost on the wall
And we'd sail pullin' for China
The pirates of Stone County Road all weathered and blown
And we'd sail ever in glory
Till hungry and tired the pirates of Stone County Road were turning for home
Henry can you hear me Henry are you up there Henry Henry Henry