I get heart sick and blue for New Brunswick and you
Since I left for the west and the prairies
And the stars up above and the few things I love
Are my home in New Brunswick and Mary
I bet the salmon are all running now, Along the old Miramichi
And in Woodstock the potatoes will be doing fine
Away out west in wheat fields With Mary still in my heart
I got far away in New Brunswick in my mind
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I can see the cattle coming home in Sussex where Mary lives
And I catch the glimpse of a Moose in the lonesome pine
Away out west in the wheat fields, with Mary's love in my heart
I got far away in New Brunswick in my mind