Oak Island (Live From Dallas)

Rail-tie 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 down in Texas that are callin' me out by name

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

But if you're readin' 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 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's raised in spends

Life on the run