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The Frozen Logger
Cisco Houston
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Woody Guthrie
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As I sat down one evenin', twas in a small café
A forty year old waitress to me these words did say
"I see that you are a logger and not just a common bum
'Cause nobody but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb"
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
He never used a razor to shave his horny hide
He'd just drive them in with a hammer then he'd bite them off inside
My lover, he came to see me, 'twas on a freezing day
He held me in a fond embrace that broke three vertebrates
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
I saw my lover leaving, sauntering through the snow
Well, going grimly homeward at forty-eight below
Well, the weather it tried to freeze him, it tried its level best
At a hundred degrees below zero, why, he buttoned up his vest
It froze clean through to China and it froze to the stars above
And at a thousand degrees below zero, it froze my logger love
And so I lost my lover, and to this café I come
And here I wait 'til someone stirs his coffee with his thumb