The Frozen Logger

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Debbie Reynolds - Country, Folk

The Frozen Logger

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[Verse 1] As I sat down one evening Twas in a small café A forty-year-old waitress To me these words did say (She did say) [Verse 2] "Your lover must be a logger Not just a common bum (Common bum) 'Cause nobody but a logger Stirs his coffee with his tum, thumb" And then she went on to say [Verse 3] "My lover was a logger There are none like him today If you pour a little whiskey upon it He would eat a bale of hay" (Bale of hay) *cough* [Verse 4] "He never shaved his whiskers From off of his thorny hide (Thorny hide) He'd just pound them in with a hammer And then, he'd bite 'em off inside" Ooh, ah, he was really a tough fellow [Verse 5] "My lover came to see me Twas on one freezing day (Brr-rr-rr) He held me in his fond embrace And broke three vertebrae" [Verse 6] "He kissed me when he left me So hard he broke my jaw (Crushed!) And I couldn't speak to tell him He forgot his mackinaw" [Verse 7] "I saw my lover leaving He was saunterin' through the snow (Through the snow) He was going gaily homeward It was a hundred degrees below" (Dee below) [Verse 8] "The weather, it tried to freeze him It tried it's level best (Level best) At fifty degrees below zero He buttoned up his vest" My, he was a dapper fellow You would have been crazy about him [Verse 9] "Now, it froze clear through to China (Ah-so) It froze to the stars above At one thousand hundred degrees below zero (Below) It froze my logger love" (Br-rr-rr) [Verse 10] "And so, I lost my lover And to this café he did come (He did come) And here I wait 'til someone Stirs his coffee with his thumb"

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  • James Stevenson