hal willis - the lumberjack lyrics
well i walk along the river with my new swede saw
with a file in the pocket of my old mackinaw
i’m a headed for the wood each morning at the break of day
as i take a little shortcut over the hill
i can hear the whistle blow at the old saw mill
it’s the night gang a+leaving for the bunkhouse across the bay
well i’m a sitting on a tree stump eating johnny cake
i heard the whistle blow, i had to take a break
i’m a boiling up my tea in an old tin can
cause that is the life of a lumberjack man
i’m gonna cut me a jack pine tall and limber
you’d better step aside when i holler timber
my double bit axe is gonna make the big chips fly
when the cut is clean, i’ll set my wedge
and drive it into place with a nine pound sledge
i’ve already picked the spot where this big tree gonna lie
well i’m a sitting on a tree stump eating johnny cake
i heard the whistle blow, i had to take a break
i’m a boiling up my tea in an old tin can
cause that is the life of a lumberjack man
the swamper’s getting ready to take my load
skidding out my logs, and pile em on the road
i’m a waiting for the jammer, to put them on the sleigh
the boss man’s a coming to scale my lumber
i better make sure, that he’s got the right number
before i let the logs go a rolling on their way
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