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Oh, I just have a letter from my mom today and I'll tell you some things that she said
Oh the way things are going down here, now me son I think we be better of dead
Will its true that you haven't been home in a while but I'm going to tell you the news
Oh the fish is froze and plants are all close and they all got the saltwater blues
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Now I haven't wrote to my mom in a while but last Sunday I gave her a call
I can tell by this letter she pretty upset cause I said I'm going home in the fall
She said if I were you I would stay where your to cause their nothing down here only flus
And your father in bed with a pain in his head or it could be the saltwater blues
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Will your uncle went fishing last Wednesday and told me he going try it again
Cause when he came back and open his sack he had fill it right to the brim
Oh, they weren't gone long, they went up to big pond where they fish in their little canoes
Now without any doubt they caught pretty big trout the one call the saltwater blues
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I went to a dance in Placentia last night where supper was held for the mayor
But when it was over and supper was serve everybody thought it was unfair
Oh the people were sad and the mayor got mad because their was no fishing brews
The excuse that they had, the potatoes went bad, the ones call the saltwater blues
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Oh your grandfather went to the doctor today but I think everything is okay
He told him to buy some cod liver oil and his pains they will allgo away
But you know he can't find any cod liver oil and I think he got into the booze
And he also in bed with the pain in his head or it could be the saltwater blues
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Oh your brother got pick up for drinking last night, I'm gone crazy I swear to me god
They say his car skunk when they open his trunk now they charge him with boot legging cod
Oh, but sometimes I wish that we could get some fish and I'm tired of them old rabbit stews
Rabbits and puffins with bakeapple jam all boil up with them saltwater blues
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Oh a strange bunch of fellows pass by here today, they were all wearing scarves on their heads
They stood on the water front signing some papers and talking with premier Clyde Wells
They stood on the key, pointing out at the sea and I'll tell you my point of view
That it won't be to long till our oil will be gone to them fellows in saltwater blues
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