Danny ayshin on da cayste
Lived da girl I loved da mayste
It warn’t just kissin’ and huggin’ and grabbin’
We spint maste of our time fishin’ and crabbin
One day I called and said to her “Hon
Less fish onna bate when yer work is done”
She said, “I’d be delighted to come
And get us some rawkfish, some grouper, or drum
An while we was cuttin’ up our bait
I said we was brought together by fate
My lovin; heart was swellin’ inside
And would she agree to be my bride?
She looked at me an then cleared her thrate
“I don’t love you, just your fishin’ bate
So nay, I will never be your mate.
Just shut up and cut up summor bait.”
I was devastated and silently cried
As my romance was swept out wit da tide.
But she changed her mind! And then said “Yes.”
When I caught us some rawkfish sure to impress.
Now we live onna Eastin Shore
‘Bout an airnahaff outta Ball-a-mer
We’re happy with two kids and a dawg.
And we still go crabbin’
When there ain’t no fawg.
Da tidal pools is still whirlin’
Widda best crabs inna State of Murlin.