The Frozen Logger
Written by James Stevens


Chords

Song

1.

As I sat down one evening, it was in a small café,
A forty year old waitress to me these words did say.

2.

I see you that you are a logger and not just a common bum,
'Cause nobody but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb.

3.

My lover he was a logger, there's none like him today,
Well if you'd pour whiskey on it well he'd eat a bale of hay.

4.

He never used a razor to shave his horny hide,
He'd drive his whiskers in with a hammer, then he'd bite them off inside.

5.

My lover he came to see me, it was on a freezing day,
He held me in a fond embrace that broke three vertebrae.

6.

Well he kissed me when we parted so hard that he broke my jaw,
And I could not speak to tell him he forgot his mackinaw.

7.

I saw my lover leaving, sauntering through the snow,
Going grimly homeward at forty eight below.

8.

The weather tried to freeze him, it tried its level best,
At a hundred degrees below zero he buttoned up his vest.

9.

It froze clean through to China, it froze to the stars above,
And at a thousand degrees below zero, it froze my logger love.

10.

And so I lost my lover and to this café I come,
And here I wait till someone stirs his coffee with his thumb.


 
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