Heard a voice call down from the lonesome North
Singin' songs of the work and worth
Hard edged stories from the hard rock towns
I can picture Saturday night
Tires squealin' from the main streetlights
Hear the creakin' of the cables
On the cage as it's lowered down
Hard edged stories from the streets of the mining town
Don't follow me in, boys
Don't follow me in, boys
Don't follow me in, boys
Don't follow me down
I was raised by the seaway side
Staring out at the river wide
Rode my bike up the bridge
Looked back at the paper mill
Through the windows, I'd try and see
What the future held for the likes of me
I can hear the shift change siren still
In the seaway city by the stacks of the paper mill
Don't follow me in, boys
Don't follow me in, boys
Don't follow me in, boys
Don't follow me down
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And the towns that rose with the mines and mills
Watch the future pass like they're standin' still
And the kids all leave like light when the sun goes down
When you go back now, and you walk the streets
There's parking lots where the buildings used to be
Night still falls, but it doesn't make a sound
Long shadows fall
On the streets of the cold mill towns
Don't follow me in, boys (don't follow me in)
Don't follow me in, boys (don't follow me in)
Don't follow me in, boys (don't follow me in)
Don't follow me down
Don't follow me in, boys (don't follow me in)
Don't follow me in, boys (don't follow me in)
Don't follow me in, boys (don't follow me in)
Don't follow me down