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