[Verse 1] 
EmAG The air all painted pallid grey, the storm was comin' in
 
Dsus2 /C /BEm (fill 2) Folks were lining out in all directions
 
EmAG Me an Holt and Henry Short were pitchin' on the skiff,
 
Dsus2 /C /BEm (fill 2) Trying to make it home before the night
 
Bm/B /F# /B /F#A And the grey waves were rollin',
 
Bm/B /F# /B /F#A Bold the brave, brave ocean
 
GEm (Fill 1)x2 And rolled us suckers in
EmAG Well I don't keep to goings on, I tend to stick with kin
 
Dsus2 /C /BEm (Fill 2) But Watson had it in from the beginning
 
EmAG He built that house on Chatham bend, a whitewashed knotted pine
 
Dsus2 /C /BEm (Fill 2) Ninety acres furrowed for the cane
 
Bm/B /F# /B /F#A And he drove it down from Georgia
 
Bm/B /F# /B /F#A His dad a martyred soldier
 
GEm (Fill 1) /G In the war between the States
AGDsus2 /D /C /B Lord, bring down the flood
 
AGDsus2 Wash away the blood
 
/C /BEm And drown these everglades
 
/C /BEm And put us in our place
 
Bm/B /F# /B /F#C (Fill 3)
We layed Edgar Watson in his grave 
GEm (Fill 1)x4 We layed him in his grave
EmAG Till I'm dust I'll never know why he came ashore
 
Dsus2 /C /BEm (Fill 2) With all those killers gathered on the shorelines
 
EmAG Kicking holes in ugly mud, with trigger fingers pinched
 
Dsus2 /C /BEm (Fill 2) A brace of rifles bristled in the wind
 
Bm/B /F# /B /F#A And we towed his body northbound
 
Bm/B /F# /B /F#A And buried him all face down
 
GEm (Fill 1) /G With a good view into hell
AGDsus2 /D /C /B Lord, bring down the flood
 
AGDsus2 Wash away the blood
 
/C /BEm And drown these everglades
 
/C /BEm And put us in our place
 
Bm/B /F# /B /F#C (Fill 3)
We layed Edgar Watson in his grave 
GEm (Fill 1) We layed him in his grave
 
EmEm (Fill 1) We layed him in his grave
 
Em (Fill 1)x3 Em We layed him in his gra____ve