The Pirates Of Stone County Road (Live)

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