When I was a young man I released my feet And they carried me strong Across the trouble I'd meet When without peace When weary the most They'd head for the east And I'd sleep on the coast When the summer's wrap Come knock on my door See my friends and their pipes Sit upon my porch Alive was the highway The light was the bridge I got high in a way I haven't got since Oh my Chesapeake Oh my Chesapeake Forget all the things My soul does seek The boy needs no dinner When the tobacco is sweet I'll sleep tonight on the Chesapeake We ran down our night in rundown hotels With balcony cries and bottles and bells To abandoned weeks, to hangover days To not quit tomorrow what we could quit today Oh my Chesapeake Oh my Chesapeake Forget all the things My soul does seek I guess the moment is best When the moment is brief I'll sleep tonight on the Chesapeake And now every summer I hear no call If my friends are not lawyers They don't work at all You can call that man history Who lives in the past Can you blame him for asking for something to last? Oh my Chesapeake Oh my Chesapeake Forget all the things My soul does seek Another Sunday dead Another needless week I'll sleep tonight upon the Chesapeake