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Twenty-eight days in Voisey's Bay is a long, long time, I know,
I talk to my wife every night just to see what's on the go;
She tells me that she misses me and that she loves me so,
I'll be counting down the days, my friend, until the time turned around to go.
I got down here just a week ago, and things are going fine,
I ran into some friends of mine I hadn't seen in a long, long time;
They say that time in here goes slow, but try to keep that off your mind,
Do your smiling when you see your name on the list to go one more time.
Twenty-eight days in Voisey's Bay is a long, long time, I know,
I talk to my wife every night just to see what's on the go;
She tells me that she misses me and that she loves me so,
I'll be counting down the days, my friend, until the time turned around to go.
I met some guys that play and sing, they even got a mandolin,
Three or four flat tops before I'm drunk, and a fiddle that joins right in;
And I'll just slap the base along, and Jimmy will play his 'cordene,
Saturday night here in Voisey's Bay we're going to jam it out once again.
Twenty-eight days in Voisey's Bay is a long, long time, I know,
I talk to my wife every night just to see what's on the go;
She tells me that she misses me and that she loves me so,
I'll be counting down the days, my friend, until the time turned around to go.
Yes, I'll be counting down the days, my friend, until the time turned around to go.
