SHUCK 'EM ON DOWN

SWAMP TRASH BAND USA © 2014
– Shadow Powers

Get your tongs, better get your gun 
We’re going on the water, to make our living son. 
If there’s fighting, that’s the way it’ll have to be 
Sometimes they can hear us, up in Washington, DC 
Come on son we’re gonna tong all day 
Over the beds of Currioman Bay 

Charles the First, decided long ago 
To give the river, to the boys on the other shore. 
So late at night, we sneak over to their side 
Harvesting oysters, it’s a matter of livin’ or dyin’ 
Come on son we’re gonna tong all day 
Over the beds of Nomini Bay 

Tong ‘em on up, put ‘em in a basket 
Shuck ‘em on down 

Brother Bunny, shanghai’d in Baltimore, 
Worked the dredgers, for two months maybe more. 
When he was finished, thought he’d be home soon 
Anticipating money, but he was paid by the boom. 
Come on son we’re gonna tong all day 
Over the beds of Currioman Bay 

Damn the dredgers, they tear up everything 
Ripping up oysters, with heavy metal teeth. 
Combing the bottom, cleaning it to the bone 
Chompin’ up the river, so a spat can’t find a home 
Come on son we’re gonna tong all day 
Over the beds of Nomini Bay 

Tong ‘em on up, put ‘em in a basket
​Shuck ‘em on down