THE GOOD OL' EASTERN SHORE

                                           
                                           THE GOOD OL' EASTERN SHORE

                                                   We know of a place
                                                   With a gentle pace
                                                   A land we truly adore
                                                   Where the food's first-rate
                                                   And the hospitality's great
                                                   Tis a land called the Eastern Shore

                                                   In between the ocean and the bay
                                                   Where sea gulls frolic and sand crabs play
                                                   There's a land you ought to explore
                                                   Where sea shells sell
                                                   And quintessent folks dwell
                                                   Tis on the good ol' Eastern Shore

                                                   The beaches are sandy 
                                                   Ah, the fishing is dandy
                                                   Who'd ask for anything more
                                                   Come bask in the sun
                                                   Where the living is fun
                                                   On the good ol' Eastern Shore