Stuffing Clams in Exeter

Stuffing Clams in Exeter – Richard Ruane and Beth Duquette

Stuffing clams in Exeter, my jeans can stand alone
Get off work before the dawn
Get some breakfast, go on home
Later in the afternoon, we ride in Clark’s Torino
To a beach or to a bar, ‘til he works at the casino
Then I’m back here at the factory
Filling clam shells sliding by

Stuffing clams in Exeter, graveyard shift ‘til four
Trying to make some money here
‘til I can’t stand this any more
And the lifers drinking vodka, from their soda cans all say
You came to make some money, but just like us you’ll stay
And they stand around and joke awhile, but I just smile and nod though
In a few short weeks I know, I’m headed out to Colorado
And it’s good bye little clam shell
Oh little clam good bye

Stuffing clams in Exeter, work ‘til nearly dawn
Through the night I work the line
But two more weeks and I’ll be gone
Then it’s good bye little clam shell
Oh little clam good bye

Good bye little clam shell
Oh little clam good bye