Tillsonburg Lyrics & Tabs by Stompin' Tom Connors
Tillsonburg
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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 nickel or a dime to show
A fella beeped up in an automobile
He said "You'll want to work in the Tobacco fields of Tillsonburg." (Tillsonburg)
Tillsonburg. (Tillsonburg)
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 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!
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 prime."
He said "ya gotta dawn a pair of oil skin pants
If ya want to work in the Tobacco plants of Tillsonburg." (Tillsonburg)
Tillsonburg. (Tillsonburg)
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)
Tillsonburg. (Tillsonburg)
My back still aches when I hear that word!
He said 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)
Tillsonburg. (Tillsonburg)
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)
Tillsonburg. (Tillsonburg)
My back still aches when I hear that word!
Now the nearest river was two miles from
The place where they were waitin' for the boat to come;
When I heard some talk about makin' the kill,
I was down the highway and over the hill from Tillsonburg. (Tillsonburg)
Tillsonburg. (Tillsonburg)
My back still aches when I hear that word!
Now there's 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)
Tillsonburg. (Tillsonburg)
My back still aches when I hear that word!
My back still aches when I hear that word!
My back still aches when I hear that word!
My back still aches when I hear that word!
My back still aches when I hear that word!
