CHORUS
We're a long way from Texas, a long way from San Antoine
Ain't got no Mississippi Delta man slappin' out the blues at home
Way out in Nova Scotia still the blues won't leave us alone

You got you Cape Breton coal miner digging for coal
Trying to make a living in a dark wet hole
When the eagle flies the blues begin to flow
Well there ain't no way around it
He's got the blues running over his soul

Four in the morning the wind begins to blow
Men are in the boats getting ready to go
Just one thing a Newfoundland fisherman has got to know
If he ain't too careful, the deep blue will take him body and soul

Too many people walking around
No money in their pockets
Well they ain't got no steady job
They do all they got to hock it
They get by until the pokey money comes through
Well it's down right depressing but what else can he do

REPEAT CHORUS

Blues won't leave us alone
No, the blues won't leave us alone