Frozen Logger

Album cover art for "Frozen Logger" by Odetta

Odetta - R&B

Frozen Logger

2 Plays

Duration: 2:56

View ArtistView Album

Lyrics

As I sat down one evening I was in a small cafe A 7 foot 10 inch waitress to me these words did say "I see you are a logger, and not just a common bum 'Cause nobody but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb My lover was a logger, there's none like him today If you'd poured whiskey up on it, he'd eat a bale of hay He never shaved his whiskers From off of his horn he hides He drove the men with a hammer And bit them off inside My lover came to see me twas on one freezing day He held me in fond embrace which broke three vertebrae He kissed me before we parted, hard that it broke my jaw I could not speak to tell him he forgot his [?] I saw my lover leaving, sauntering through the snow Going bravely homeward at 50 degrees below But weather tried to freeze him, it tried its level best At a thousand degrees below zero, he buttoned up his vest Well it froze clear through to China, it froze to the stars above At two thousand degrees below zero, it froze my logger love And so my lover died, and to this cafe I come And here I wait 'til someone stirs his coffee with his thumb"

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Credits Not Found