Oak Island

Raltie worker, I've been layin' ties on coal in the ground

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

There's some boys out in Jersey that are calling me out by name

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

And if you're reading 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 'em on that island first, the worst is yet to come

'Cause no blood in the mud I was raised in spends 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 was raised in, spends life on the run