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Stompin Tom Connors - Tillsonburg Lyrics
Hey Tom, You ever been to Tillsonburg?|Tillsonburg? My back still aches when I hear that word|While, a way down Southern Ontario|I never had a nickle or a dime to show|A fella beeped up in an automobile|He said 'You'll want to work in the Tobacco field's of||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||He said I'll only give ya seven bucks a day|But if you're any good you'll get a raise in pay||Your beds already on the bunkhouse floor|If it gets a little chilly ya can close the door||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg)|It was Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg)|My back still aches when I hear that word||I was feelin' in the morning anything but fine|The farmer said I'm gonna teach ya how to brame|He said ya gotta dawn a pair of oil skin pants|If ya want to work in the Tobacco plants of||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||We landed in a field that was long and wide|With one ol' horse and five more guys|I asked them where to find the cigarette trees||When he said bend over I was ready to leave||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||He said just to pick the bottom leaves|And don't start crawling on your hands and knees|Prime your load cause you'll get no pay|For standin' there pickin' at your nose all day 'round||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||With a broken back bendin' over there|I was wet right through to the underwear|And it was stuck to my skin like glue|From the nicotine tar on the morning dew of||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||Now the nearest river was two miles from|The place where they was waitin' for the boat to come|When I heard some talk of makin' the kill|I was down the highway and over the hill from||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||Now there is one thing you can always bet|If I never smoke another cigarette|I might get taken in alot of deals|But I won't go workin' the tobacco fields of||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||My back still aches when I hear that word(x4)||
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Hey Tom, You ever been to Tillsonburg?|Tillsonburg? My back still aches when I hear that word|While, a way down Southern Ontario|I never had a nickle or a dime to show|A fella beeped up in an automobile|He said 'You'll want to work in the Tobacco field's of||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||He said I'll only give ya seven bucks a day|But if you're any good you'll get a raise in pay||Your beds already on the bunkhouse floor|If it gets a little chilly ya can close the door||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg)|It was Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg)|My back still aches when I hear that word||I was feelin' in the morning anything but fine|The farmer said I'm gonna teach ya how to brame|He said ya gotta dawn a pair of oil skin pants|If ya want to work in the Tobacco plants of||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||We landed in a field that was long and wide|With one ol' horse and five more guys|I asked them where to find the cigarette trees||When he said bend over I was ready to leave||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||He said just to pick the bottom leaves|And don't start crawling on your hands and knees|Prime your load cause you'll get no pay|For standin' there pickin' at your nose all day 'round||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||With a broken back bendin' over there|I was wet right through to the underwear|And it was stuck to my skin like glue|From the nicotine tar on the morning dew of||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||Now the nearest river was two miles from|The place where they was waitin' for the boat to come|When I heard some talk of makin' the kill|I was down the highway and over the hill from||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||Now there is one thing you can always bet|If I never smoke another cigarette|I might get taken in alot of deals|But I won't go workin' the tobacco fields of||Tillsonburg (Tillsonburg) x2|My back still aches when I hear that word||My back still aches when I hear that word(x4)||