Tilsonburg

Hey Tom, You ever been to Tilsonburg?

Tilsonburg? 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

Tilsonburg

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

Tilsonburg

It was Tilsonburg

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

Tilsonburg

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

Tilsonburg

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

Tilsonburg

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

Tilsonburg

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

Tilsonburg

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

Tilsonburg

My back still aches when I hear that word

My back still aches when I hear that word