Rail-tie worker, I've been layin' ties on cold ground

But I'm leavin' this evenin' on the same tracks I laid down

There's some boys out in Jersey

that are callin' me out by name

I got a reason to believe I ain't glory-bound anyway

And if you're readin' this letter tell my mother

and my brother that I love 'em

He's got the better blood of my old man and our cousins

But he made a bad deal with some boys out on Oak Island

And if he don't pay they say they're bound to find him

But if I find 'еm on that island first

The worst is yet to come

'Causе no blood in the mud I's raised in

Spent life on the run

And I went to Jay's tavern and it happens

that them boys were there

Recognized his backside from the color of our mother's hair

And my brother found another way

to make himself a decent little livin'

He turned around and found himself

a lickin' only blood could give him

And I told him I was there

to keep him clear of that island

He said, "I love you Mickey, but I found out that I'm them"

And I got bad blood with some blood out on Oak Island

And if he stays I say I am bound to find him

But if I find 'em on that island first

The worst is yet to come

'Cause no blood in the mud we's raised in

Spent life on the run