The Wild Lumberjack

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Kenneth S. Goldstein - Country, Folk

The Wild Lumberjack

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One day I was walking out on the mountain Oh what robin was singing, I happened to spy A handsome young lumberjack on the banks of the river All dressed in white linen and laid out to die So beat your drum lowly and play your pipes slowly And play the dead march as you carry me along Oh take me to the mountain and lay the sod over me For I'm a wild lumberjack and I know I've done wrong Once out in the forest, I used to go slashing Once in the big timbers, I used to be gay I first took to drinking and then to card playing Was shot in the breast and I'm dying today Go someone and writе to my gray-headed mother And also to my brothеr and sisters so dear But there is another for dear [?] mother Who'd bitterly weep if she know I was here So beat your drum lowly and play your pipes slowly And play the dead march as you carry me along Oh take me to the mountain and lay the sod over me For I'm a wild lumberjack and I know I've done wrong Go someone and bring me a cup of cold water A cup of spring water the poor woody said But air it had still reached him, his spirit had vanished Gone to the giver, the poor fellow was dead

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  • Kenneth S. Goldstein